Rosemary told me I was an eighth Cherokee because her grandmother, Mary Heil, was full blooded Cherokee. I think Mary was Sioux. Being of Native American blood was not as popular as it is today. Being Cherokee was more Whiter. When you look at the features of my grandmother, Mary Magdalene Rosamond, you see the high cheekbones of a native American. When I lived with Mary when I was seven, she would have me help her wash her long black hair that was course. At the end of her life, her native side came out. At family gatherings she was like an alien amongst us.
When I read about Eugene Hollowhornbear, I went into a trance, and was on his trail in a spiritual way. Native American Justice is not like English Justice. Too bad the owner of ‘Oakland History’ wiped out this historic event. On February 5, 2015, I…
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