Vile Western

A Book Review of ‘Last Go Round’

by

John Presco

President: Royal Rosamond Press

Last Go Round: A Real Western: Kesey, Ken, Babbs, Ken: 9780140176674: Amazon.com: Books

Rick Steber wrote a book about the Pendleton rodeo, and talks about the Ken Kesey Gang. He describes a “blow-out” mind-grope party with Taj Mahal providing the music and psychedelic sport. A Nebraska Beauty Pageant Winner, is waiting in the wings to see if Mr. Delic is going to author a screenplay, and bring HER IDEA for a movie – to fruition. Why is the King of Hippies trying to make a movie about Rodeo Cowboys, who are worshipped by Rightwing Christians and Racist Neo-Confederates? Rural People hate the Liberal Left!

When I talked to Ken Babbs at Nancy’s wedding (1981?), we talked an hour about – the book he was writing. Finally – it is finished! ‘Who Killed The Water Buffalo’ is about the War in Vietnam. How many Hippies want to read – THAT BOOK? Do Beatniks care about Rodeo Folks? Somehow, having a Monster Hippie Bash will put the Hippie Brand on what the Kesey Family has latched on to – with a vengeance. This INTILECTUALLY DISHONEST ADVENTURE ends up in a court of law – the last place Hippie’s want to be!

VERY UNCOOL!

I don’t buy it – that Ken Kesey heard about Pendleton from his father around a campfire. It sounds like total bullshit – to me. What was Mr. Kesey’s name? Does Mr. Delic write about his father? What Hippie cares – if he did? Was he a Bohemian Hipster? Ken claims he got some Ozark Stories from his grandmother. Really? Do Hippies want to read shit about REDNECKS?

In 1986 while visiting my friend Nancy at the Springfield Creamery, she suggested I author The History of The Hippies because I could recall so much. It did not occur to me to ask…

“Why isn’t your friend Ken Kesey writing this history book?”

The honest answer would have been – he is too drunk and stoned, and very involved in getting rowdy with his Hole In The Head Gang? He loved getting WILD with the Hell’s Angels – that most Hippies didn’t dig – EITHER! It is not a State Secret that the Ken’s and the Pranksters – WERE OUT OF THEIR MINDS – so Faye Kesey can not sue me!

After meeting, and falling in love with Gordon – the brother of Mountain Girl – this Real Hippie Couple were invited to stay -and guard the ranch – while the Kenites went to Woodstock riding on Further. A month after Nancy’s suggestion, I began my first novel ‘The Gideon Computer’. It is about The Last Bohemian Hippie Standing – IN THE FUTURE! That future – has now completely come true! I am nearing….THE END OF MY LIFE! My protagonist, Berkley (Wild) Bill Bolagard finds himself on T.V. selling Ford trucks for his friend, Dexter Lewis, who hired him because he wore a buckskin jacket – with tassels! At the end of the commercial he let’s go his famous yell;

“Yeehaw! Drive em cowboy!”

Seeing that he had become a cop-out, he uses his fame to start his own late night show…The Authentic Human Being Show. Truly eccentric loner-folk come out of the woodwork to air their very strange ideas that no one wants, or cares to listen to.

To discover that Ludwig Wittgenstein had a keen interest in Norbert Davis and Detective and Western Pulp fiction, gives The Stamp of Literary Excellence this genre of witting – sorely needed. I include ‘One Flew Over The Coo-Coos Nest as a fine example of Pulp Fiction. A normal Man’s Man kind of guy gets locked up in the booby-hatch for his Rugged Rampant Individualism, and is murdered by a Native American. If this fiction had begun with a painting on the cover of Dead Murphy in his bed on the ward (with pillow on face) with this title ‘Who Killed Murphy In Psycho Ward?’ then lovers of detective novels would have ate it up.

Vile can mean “intellectually dishonest” and this might be what China meant about our warship – in their waters. I gave the movie made from Thomas Pynchon’s book – the worst review in movie history – and it deserves more! What is not being RESEARCHED is the TARGET AUDIENCE. ‘Inherent Vice’ is a noodle thrown against the Stoner Hippie Wall – to see if it will stick. Everyone knows, ignorant out-of-their mind Hippies – will consume ANYTHING. This is why God made them – so stupid!

I read Ken Babb’s version of HOW THEY WROTE the ‘Last Go Round’ – TOGETHER! I didn’t buy a word of it! Why would Bohemian-Hippies really go for the idea books are written as a GROUP STONER FEST, which is to suggest, Hippies don’t like to be alone, get stoned alone and want to be around THEIR TRIBE – at all times – and if two Hippies author a book – it is twice as groovy……..NOT! Meanwhile, all the other ten thousand writers in the world, work alone – and suffer real isolation.

Nancy took me to the reading of ‘Caverns’ where Kesey read from HIS GROUP EXPERIMENT. What a failure! My grandfather was a failed writer. His books did not sell. He wrote two Westerns, and several books on the Ozarks. He paid a heavy price for being a failure. He never quit writing. He had stories and poems published in ‘Out West’ magazine. Being a Failure can be a very Honest Endeavor. The Hippies deserve a GREAT MOVIE!

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“Joseph Campbell tells the story of the Hero’s Journey who comes home after being tested and wins a victory. The hero of my first unfinished book is a terrible alcoholic who checks into the Will Roger’s Hotel in Downtown Oakland, and by his bed, is some kind of machine that beckons to Wild Bill, as his friends called him.

“Talk to me Pilgrim. Tell me your story. $.25 cents a half hour.”

Berkley Bill Bolagard being a suspicious street wise drunk, does some quick calculations, and surmises the price is right, and this machine was put in his room (202) for his benefit by the Gideon Bible folks.

Wild Bill led me to own thirty years of sobriety, and my sister, one year. I could not write drunk, so I entered Serenity Lane in Eugene Oregon. It was while visiting my childhood friend, Nancy van Brasch, at the Springfield creamery own by Chuck Kesey, that Nancy suggested I author the History of the Hippies. Three months later I began to write about ‘The Last Hippie’. What was OUR FATE?

Last Go Round: A Real Western: Kesey, Ken, Babbs, Ken: 9780140176674: Amazon.com: Books

It was around a sagebrush campfire in eastern Oregon that Kesey first heard the tale from his father – about the legendary “last go round” that took place at the original Pendleton Round Up in 1911.

Hundreds of riders were competing for the first World Championship Broncbusting title, but it was one special trio of buckeroos that provided the drama: a popular black cowboy, George Fletcher; a Nez Perce Indian cowboy, Jackson Sundown; and a fresh-faced kid from Tennessee name of Johnathan E. Lee Spain. Who would walk away with the prize money and the silver-studded saddle? When the dust cleared, everyone knew they’d witnessed something extraordinary.

Kesey has journeyed back into Oregon history to reclaim this long-remembered moment, beefed up the bare bones of fact, and whipped them into a full-blown rip-snorting Tale of the True West. Sixteen pages of rare Round Up photographs provide graphic testimony of the time. The tiny town of Pendleton is swollen to bursting that memorable weekend and bristling with colorful characters like Buffalo Bill Cody, wrestler Frank “The Cruel Crusher” Gotch, cowgirl Prairie Rose Henderson, and a formidable medicine man named Parson Montanic. From the teepees along the river to the teeming saloons on Main Street, Round Up fever blazes like a prairie fire. This story of love, sweat, and horseflesh is a unique Western, wild and wooly and full of fleas. Let ‘er buck!

Oregon author spins tale of outlaw

Tuesday, February 9, 2021 11:44 AM

Artist KC Snider and Rick Steber with the image Snider created for the cover of Steber’s latest book, “The Last Outlaw.” photo provided

Artist KC Snider and Rick Steber with the image Snider created for the cover of Steber’s latest book, “The Last Outlaw.” photo providedRenowned Central Oregon writer and historian Rick Steber will launch his latest book this week at Rick Steber – MAKERS showroom, located at 131 NE 5th St. in Prineville.

The event is set for Saturday, February 13, from noon to 3 p.m. Redmond artist KC Snider will have limited-edition prints of the cover illustration available for sale. Both artist and author will be on hand.

“The Last Outlaw” is the true story of Tobe Skiens, a 23-year-old Texas buckaroo, who rides into Eastern Oregon in 1906. He soon takes up the outlaw trail, stealing horses and running them across a 2,000-mile swath of desert country — a no-man’s land that remained wild and outside the fringe of civilization long after the remainder of the country had been settled and gentrified.

Tobe sells his stolen horses in Texas, Arizona, and New Mexico, and then turns around, steals more horses and drives them north to Oregon. Stealing horses is the most dangerous and exciting of all occupations. It is played for the highest of all possible stakes — a man’s life.

The crimes Tobe is accused of quickly escalate from rustling cattle and horses to kidnapping a young girl and keeping her for more than two years — fathering a child with her — and finally the killing of an unarmed man in a cold-blooded shootout, followed by a posse giving chase for 10 long weeks. Out West, any of these indiscretions, if a man is caught, will have him dancing at the end of a short rope.

Steber, long considered the voice of Eastern Oregon, has over 40 titles under his belt and more than 2 million books in print. He has won many national and international awards, five of his books have been optioned for movies, and he is the only Oregon author to have been presented with the prestigious Western Writers of America Spur Award — Best Western Novel.

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The Voice of the Mountain

Posted on June 5, 2015 by Royal Rosamond Press

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This morning I went in search of Roy Reuben Rosamond’s story about Calvin and Nell that takes place in Montana. I am blown away.

“The sun climbed toward the zenith, up over the colossal Beartooth Mountain!”

It is high noon in Bozeman. Andre Artaud and Vincent Van Gough have gotten off the train so they can be witness to the Greatest Artistic Destiny in Creative History. The Ghosts of Creations Past all want to meet her, they summoned by the spirit of my grandfather – I never lay eyes on – to come behold her, Rena Destina, the cowgirl of our dreams. Destiny rides again!

It appears Rena was married to Rob Burda an architect for Beartooth builders! WHAT!!!! Rob built the house where in back is parked the White Ford Pickup, the Ghost Truck of Dreams Past. In Roy’s story ‘The Voice of the Mountain’ he talks about newly built Pasadena cottages as being the place they are destined to live in if they are forced to come down from the mountains by Nell’s father. Calvin grabs Nell’s arm in a tug-of-war, like I grabbed Rena’s arm a hundred miles West of Winnamucca. We had a little fist-fight in my 1950 Dodge Coronet. She was angry at me because I turned my back on her while we were in bed.

“I don’t want to play anymore!” is what I told her after her boyfriend came from Nebraska to take her back home. They talked in the living room of the Harkins home on Willis Court. I fell asleep, expecting when I awoke, she would be gone, the girl of my dreams. All of a sudden, I am awake. Rena has made a tent over us with just the sheet.  With her elfin, cattish face, there is a strange fire in her eyes, as she chatters these word with a hiss;

“I hate him. I hate him!”

Rena, you scared the shit out of me! There! The truth is out! But, now I see, you took us back to Renamont and our beloved tent. For, this was YOUR FIRST HOME! Outside our home, was a real campfire. I loved you so much, and always will.

“Nell stood breathless because of a painful grasp from her lovers hands, a signification of his will unconsciously explained to her.”

WHAT???

It gets even more strange. Above are photos of Beartooth in alpenglow! It looks just like the mountains in Swiss Alps, and, Clarence King Mountain.

Rena I am going to do two paintings of you, one destined for the Gene Autry Museum. The other will be you as a Pre-Raphaelite Goddess.

And now my epic tale can begin. It will be a continuation of Royal’s story…….

‘The Voice of the Mountain – Rena Destina and the Second Coming of Wolfdietrich’

I am come to rescue you once more, Rena Destina. We will live in that home built to hold our dreams. We will wed at the foot of Beartooth mountain. It is – our destiny!

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Once upon a time, there was a young cowboy riding along the trail to Beartooth Mountain. He was thinking about his cowgirl he just lost. He was figuring he got it all wrong. They were not destined to for one another.  Perhaps it was Lilly Mae he was supposed to marry!

Suddenly, a rattlesnake lashed out at his horses legs, and Lil Nell jumped back out of the reach of its poisonous fangs. Cal knew Nell was backing them over a cliff. If he pulled hard on the reins that would send them over. So he leaned forward, and whispered in Nell’s ear.

“I love you Nell!”

Nell sensed her danger, and they both looked back, down on the river flowing far below. Feeling Nell’s front legs grab the earth, was like being reborn. When her back hooves got a good hold of the trail, Cal heard a strange clanking and jingling. He looked at his hands grasping the reigns, and they were covered in metal. Then, he beheld a sharp metal horn on Nell’s brow. She looked like a Unicorn. Wondering if he was in shock, and seeing things, now he was hearing, things. It was a voice coming down the mountain.

Born during a shower of stars

a great dragon appear in the sky

to devour thee.

But, this was not your destiny

Raised by wolves

my beloved grandson

deep in the woods

where only I could find you

You were born to save a fair maiden

restore a lost kingdom

and own the cloak of invisibility

after you do battle with

the Dwarf King Lauren

in his rose garden

When Cal noticed there was a sword on his waste, with what looked like a very expensive gem on its hilt, his first thought was to ride hard to town and sell it at the pawn shop so he could afford to by that old Winnabega. Then. would she marry him, now that he was not living in a tent out on the range?

Then, a bank of clouds rolled in on the drum roll of thunder. He and Nell took cover under a overhang, and in half an hour there was a break in the dark clouds. The sun was setting. Cal felt a chill come over his whole being as he beheld Beartooth bathed in a bright reddish light. Then he whispered;

“Alpenglow!” Then, he wondered what this word meant. Cal looked down to see he was covered in a body of armor so shiny, he could see his………….mountain in it. He had brought her here, and read his grandfather’s poem to her. She thought it was stupid when he could not tell her – her name.

The tide was low today, my love
A cadence of the sea was wrought
In melancholy strain, and low and fraught
With whisperings of your name above
The deep sea song!
A shell that lured along the shore
Whispered; “I love you evermore!”
I wrote your name upon the sands –
Would that I traced with gentle hands –
The minor chords were wont to spell
Each syllable!
The tide is high tonight, my dear.
The rock-bound shore loves the wave
But sends it dying to its grave.
The low base notes vie with the fear
The wind send on
The all-encircling gloom
Descended o’er old ocean’s tomb!
Your name is gone tonight, my love:
The angry surge rushed in above.
It cries aloud, with sea gull’s shrill
“I love you still!”

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_Laurin

The South Tyrol saga of King Laurin (German: König Laurin, Ladin: Re Laurin, Italian: Re Laurino) is part of a popular tradition in the Dolomites. It is a popular explanation of the optical phenomenon of Alpenglow (Ladin: Enrosadira), by which the summit of the mountains change their color to shades of red and purple during and after sunset. King Laurin’s legend is also considered to be the source of the German name of the Rosengarten group (Italian: Catinaccio) between South Tyrol and the Trentino.

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The visitation I speak of began when I began my portrait of Rena, my Muse, and Christine’s! Muses are Spirit Guides who visit this one and then that one. I thought Rena knew what a Muse was. Is her muse a lover of horror movies? I think WE have a Muse and she drives an old white Ford truck. She wants a Happy Ending!

Rena,  you inspire me – no matter what! Can we start from the top. I want to do paintings from your photographs – the Rena Collection. We can sign a contract. We can do talks shows. Contact me!

“Since your visitations ended, I began to design a house for you to dwell in. It’s a hobby of mine to turn on the T.V. And work on floor plans. You have been placed in a home with only 670 square feet, to a castle with 6,000″

Paradise Valley Gem: Architect designed custom house built by Beartooth Builders, with extraordinary finishes and quality. Beautiful views, land has water rights, McDonald Creek flows through the property. House on 16+ acres, Parcel B, can be sold for $1.5 million. Property borders a large ranch, close to Chico Hot Springs and Pine Creek. A very special property. Parcel A with over 16 acres has a caretaker’s cabin and historic ranch outbuildings. This 33 acre property has amazing views of the Absaroka Beartooth Wilderness and the Absaroka Mountains. Close to National Forest trailheads for hiking and horseback riding and close to Yellowstone National Park, the property offers a wide variety of recreational opportunities. The house, designed by Rob Burda and built by Beartooth Builders in 2009 has 4164 square feet with 4 bedrooms and 4.5 bathrooms. The exterior has been artfully landscaped and a stream flows in front of the entrance to the house. Large rocks form seating areas to enjoy the views of the surrounding valley.

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Welcome to Beartooth Builders …

Over 30 years ago, in the shadows of the Beartooth mountains, Beartooth Builders was founded on superior craftsmanship which is readily apparent and has been featured in the pages of Log Home Living Magazine, Log Homes Illustrated, the book Cabin Fever, and numerous other publications.  However, the true benchmark of Beartooth Builders success can be found in the testimonials of our satisfied customers. Please browse our website to learn more about how Beartooth Builders can assist you in your residential or commercial contracting needs.

Doug Mackaman has developed Beartooth Builders on a foundation of excellence in workmanship and unsurpassed customer service.  Each home created reflects the unique personality and desires of the homeowner.  Dougs willingness to adhere to the goals of the homeowner and insistence on excellence assure that building a home need not be a stressful experience.  We have a long list of satisfied customers who have been very pleased with Beartooth Builders quality craftsmanship and our devoted customer service.

 With the addition of Rob Burda to the staff in 2001, we began our journey into design.  Rob is an honored graduate of Montana State University School Of Architecture and recent recipient of a Masters Of Architecture from MSU.  Our design department has grown and evolved over the years and we are increasingly excited about the projects we are designing and building.  Whether you bring your own plan or work with us on your design, we are here to make your dreams come true

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n. pl. des·ti·nies

1. The inevitable or necessary fate to which a particular person or thing is destined; one’s lot.

2. A predetermined course of events considered as something beyond human power or control: “Marriage and hanging go by destiny” (Robert Burton).

3. The power or agency thought to predetermine events: Destiny brought them together.

  1. (Classical Myth & Legend) the power that predetermines events, personified as a goddess

Rena Destina

All day yesterday I composed the description of the entity that dwelt in Rena when I knew her. I saw this other person on several occasions and was rendered speechless – helpless! This beautiful creature was awe-inspiring. Then, she let your see her, the Real Rena. There are your normal perceptions of the world, and then there is Rena World. If she likes you, trusts you – loves you – then you get to see her. I found her the day after we met, when we stopped on the beach at Santa Barbara. I caught her he with her back to the ocean, behind a small sand dune.  I sat bowlegged, facing her. She was being aloof.

“You’re afraid of the ocean, aren’t you?”

Rena lowered the book she was reading and studied me.

“How did you know?” She asked, impressed with my detective abilities.

“It’s a beautiful and sunny afternoon, and you have your back to the sea reading a book. Do you see anyone else doing this? What are you reading?”

“Jane Eyre.”

Many times I have watched the scene from the movie ‘Laura’ where Gene Tierney dozes and drops the book she is reading. Rena had Gene’s beauty, her presence, and then some. Famous directors looked carefully for what Rena and Gene had. Just to watch their expressions, their vivid messages in the minute changes they undertake, their little looks and glances – is heavenly!  I was curious. Did they practice? I asked Rena what it was like to behold herself in a mirror. You should have seen the look she gave me!

Buffalo Bill started working at the age of eleven after his father’s death, and became a rider for the Pony Express at age 14. During the American Civil War, he served for the Union from 1863 to the end of the war in 1865. Later he served as a civilian scout to the US Army during the Indian Wars, receiving the Medal of Honor in 1872.

One of the most colorful figures of the American Old West, Buffalo Bill started performing in shows that displayed cowboy themes and episodes from the frontier and Indian Wars. He founded his Buffalo Bill’s Wild West in 1883, taking his large company on tours throughout the United States and, beginning in 1887, in Great Britain and Europe.

In 1932, Autry married Ina May Spivey, the niece of Jimmy Long. After she died in 1980, he married Jacqueline Ellam, who had been his banker, in 1981. He had no children by either marriage.

Autry, was raised into Freemasonry in 1927 at Catoosa Lodge No. 185, Catoosa Oklahoma. He later became a 33rd degree Master Mason, as recorded on his headstone.[26]

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The very first hit movie shot in Hollywood was a western (“The Squaw Man“), and over the years the good old cowboy movie has played a big role the history of Tinseltown. Generations of kids thrilled to the adventures of Roy RogersTom Mixthe Lone Ranger, and the original singing cowboy, Gene Autry. Well, now Los Angeles has its own Gene Autry Western Heritage Museum, where those cowboy movie stars of yesteryear finally get the recognition and appreciation they rightly deserve.Don’t imagine for a moment that this is some small, second-rate undertaking. This is a grand museum, both in size and scope. Walt Disney Imagineering designed the museum’s six permanent exhibition areas, and their professionalism shows. Prepare to be surprised by the museum’s size and sophistication.

Orvon Grover Autry[1] (September 29, 1907 – October 2, 1998), better known as Gene Autry, was an American performer who gained fame as a singing cowboy on the radio, in movies, and on television for more than three decades beginning in the early 1930s. Autry was also owner of a television station, several radio stations in Southern California, and the Los Angeles/California/Anaheim Angels Major League Baseball team from 1961 to 1997.

From 1934 to 1953, Autry appeared in 93 films and 91 episodes of The Gene Autry Show television series. During the 1930s and 1940s, he personified the straight-shooting hero—honest, brave, and true—and profoundly touched the lives of millions of Americans.[2] Autry was also one of the most important figures in the history of country music, considered the second major influential artist of the genre’s development after Jimmie Rodgers.[2] His singing cowboy movies were the first vehicle to carry country music to a national audience.[2] In addition to his signature song, “Back in the Saddle Again“, Autry is still remembered for his Christmas holiday songs, “Here Comes Santa Claus“, which he wrote, “Frosty the Snowman“, and his biggest hit, “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer“.

Autry is a member of both the Country Music Hall of Fame and Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame, and is the only person to be awarded stars in all five categories on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, for film, television, music, radio, and live performance.[3] The town of Gene Autry, Oklahoma was named in his honor.[4]

Autry purchased the 110 acre Monogram Movie Ranch in 1953, located in Placerita Canyon near Newhall, California in the northern San Gabriel Mountains foothills. He renamed it the Melody Ranch after his movie Melody Ranch.[15] Autry then sold 98 acres of the property, most of the original ranch. The Western town, adobes, and ranch cabin sets and open land for location shooting were retained as a movie ranch on 12 acres. A decade after he purchased Melody Ranch, a brushfire swept through in August 1962, destroying most of the original standing sets. However, the devastated landscape did prove useful for productions such as Combat!. A complete adobe ranch survived at the northeast section of the ranch.[16][17]

The Museum of the American West in Los Angeles’ Griffith Park was founded in 1988 as the Gene Autry Western Heritage Museum, featuring much of his collection of Western art and memorabilia. It is now called The Autry National Center and is divided into two locations, eight miles apart from each other. Its mission is to present the unique and diverse perspectives of the American West, including the romanticized West in pop culture and the “real” nuanced history, including native and minority voices.

The Autry National Center is a museum in Los Angeles, California, dedicated to exploring an inclusive history of the American West. Founded in 1988, the museum presents a wide range of exhibitions and public programs, including lectures, film, theater, festivals, family events, and music, and performs scholarship, research, and educational outreach. It has two sites and attracts about 150,000 visitors annually.[1]

In 2013, it extensively redesigned and renovated the Irene Helen Jones Parks Gallery of Art and the Gamble Firearms Gallery in its main building, known as the Autry National Center. In its related opening exhibit for the Parks Gallery, Art of the West, the new organization enabled material to be presented in relation to themes rather than chronology, and paintings were shown next to crafts, photography, video and other elements in new relationships.[1]

The Autry was established in 1988 by actor and businessman Gene Autry (as “Gene Autry Western Heritage Museum”) to explore and share the comprehensive story of the American West and its multiple cultures, and interpret its significance. Its Griffith Park collection includes 21,000 paintings, sculptures, costumes, textiles, firearms, tools, toys, musical instruments, and other objects. The museum presents contemporary and historical exhibitions, year-round programs for children, intellectual forums, and the Native Voices at the Autry performing arts series. The museum is located in Griffith Park across from the Los Angeles Zoo.

The 4,000-square foot Parks Gallery was renovated in 2013 and has been organized into three theme areas: Religion and Ritual, Land and Landscape, Migration and Movement, and also contains two mini galleries with revolving exhibits. This enables flexible curating of the museum’s extensive materials: paintings can be placed near textiles, photographs, pottery and videos. The spaces can also be used for more flexible programming.[1]

The Gamble Firearms Gallery also was renovated in 2013. It now shows more of the context and place of firearms in the Old West; curators grouped firearms by themes: “hunting and trapping, the impact of technology on firearms, the conservation movement and the West in popular culture.”[1] This is part of the Western Frontiers: Stories of Fact and Fiction Gallery.[1]

  • The Autry’s Southwest Museum of the American Indian Collection of Native American art is one of the most significant of its kind in the United States, second only to the Smithsonian Institution National Museum of the American Indian. The 238,000-piece collection includes 14,000 baskets, 10,000 ceramic items, 6,300 textiles and weavings, and more than 1,100 pieces of jewelry. It represents work by indigenous peoples from Alaska to South America, with an emphasis on cultures of California and the Southwestern United States.
  • The Autry Institute includes the collections of the Braun Research Library and the Autry Library. It is a research and publishing enterprise that produces and supports scholarly work in Western history and the arts. In 2002, the Women of the West Museum of Colorado merged with the Institute. This has broadened the scholarly and educational emphasis to include gender issues and women’s experiences in the American West. In addition, the International Gay Rodeo Association’s (IGRA) archives are now held by the Autry Library.

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The Ark upon the mountain
The Dove and Branch upon the sea
The hammers of iniquity
beat upon my forgotten tomb
I am awake upon the turbulant waters

My enemies cast lots
and blame me for their sins
while God’s friends
read me on the Day of Atonement
so all will be saved
so all will be united in peace

The sun went down on me
so long ago
The vine that grew over my head
has wilted in the desert of forgetfulness
But, there on a mountian
a purple haze
a rosy afterglow
in a King’s rosegarden atop a mount
that bid noble knights to climb hither
that beckon knights to sever a thread
and once again
be brave

Jon

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