Incident at the Canal: Tales from the Rez
Not sure but I think this was a springtime happening. I do remember the news was huge and shocking. Few Indians had a telephone back then, or…
Lake Malaria: Tales from the Rez
The twins might have been in fifth grade, which would mean I was in fourth, but I’m not real sure about that. I am sure it was summertime though, and…
The Sun Bear That Wasn’t: Tales From the Rez
We went to the local zoo a few months back, walked the zoo’s pathways, checking out the animals. After negotiating the many twist and turns and keeping a wide berth…
ONE LONG AGO THANKSGIVING: Tales from the Rez
Okay, so this goes all the way back to when. I had yet to reach my fifth birthday when this Thanksgiving incident occurred. We still lived…
TUMBLEWEED CHRISTMAS: Tales from the Rez
When we were little, my sister and I would play paper dolls with cutouts from catalogues or any magazine we could scrounge up or which came…
4-H Fail!: Tales from the Rez
Okay…so my dad the farmer decided that the twins and I were to be involved in 4-H when we were in grade school. It wasn’t our choice so the enthusiasm…
THE SEAMSTRESS: Random Stories
She sits at the vintage sewing machine, the old Singer her mother acquired years ago from a vagrant, a mysterious old woman selling collected throwaways…
Mission Preparatory: The Notebook Files
Mission Preparatory is a school for the elite. The complex is posh and sprawling. Its lofty steeple roofs and huge latticed windows have the look of…
THE DIRTY PLAYGROUND: Random Stories
She emerged out of the dark void, a wounded soul, her face gaunt, her figure so terribly thin. The fall had been voluntary for it was…
AIRPLANE: Tales from the Rez
We always had a menagerie of animals on the farm. Mostly dogs, dogs that idiots dumped in the desert and since we lived way out in no man’s…