VOODOO on the Reservation: Tales from the Rez
The Zullys were not Indians (PC-Native Americans but I’m old school). Nobody knew where they came from. Perhaps someone did know but none of…
CLAUSTROPHOBIA: Tales from the Rez
Claustrophobia is generally defined as the abnormal fear of being in narrow or enclosed spaces. Like airplanes, elevators, MRI machines, tunnels, movie theaters, windowless rooms,…
FURY: Tales from the Rez
So….Fury was a horse. A horse from HELL! A gelding that fooled me into thinking he would be a placid ride. Black as midnight, and…
PHANTOM HORSES
A long time ago, on a reservation 5 hours from Tucson, if you go by way of Gila Bend, nobody had air conditioners.…
Grandfather
My most vivid childhood memory of my grandfather is of him sitting in the sun next to my aunt’s house (a barrack left over from the Japanese…
THE BRAHMA BULL
It was summertime when the Brahma bull came to terrorize us. My dad was an old time cowboy, calf roped in a…
Tales from the Rez: Halloween
When I was in elementary school, the town of Parker hosted a Halloween drawing contest for schools on the reservation and in town. Students in each…
THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE WATERMELON
The 40 acres to the left of our house belonged to my aunt and her crew and the field to the right belonged to my dad. Across the…
Tales from the Reservation. ~TESTIFY: The Reservation Terrorist~
Exactly when he dropped out of hell and in to the yard of our farm, nobody remembers. But he was a mean thing from the very beginning; a bully from…