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Gramma’s Treasures 　 “Gramma?” “Yes Darling…” “When I get big is your pink lamp going to be mi..

Batter Up! 　 Hey batter, batter, batter I am at my kitchen window watching Two naughty little Indian boys In the dry and barren yard beh..

Never Kick a Sick Skunk 　 One early spring day Two boys went to play Willy boy was a naughty little Navajo And Charlie a descendent of G..

I understand why they came to round up all of those poor wretches that lived wild and untamed running in feral packs across the reservation, br..

It Was An Accident 　 She pulled up in front of the house then stepped out of the pickup to look down at her husband Jimmy who was laying th..

　　　 Here Is What some Say 　 Some say that Bobby was just a drunk Who had a death wish Some say that it was just..

Celebrating American Indain Day on the Navajo reservation where I was a school teacher.

Long Walk 　 It was hot in the desert And town was a long way off The walk would take all day and then some For the old grandmother whos..

Lunchtime in an Apache boarding school in the 1950's.

A Missed Flight 　 Anybody would wonder How one could sit Right in front of the ticket counter Waiting on their plane to arrive Then m..