Matt and Carletta   6-1-77 mission     I was talking to Matt. He was visiting us at the mission. He invited me to go repelling with them. They go up into the canyon to the top of the cliffs. Matt has a 160 foot nylon rope that he ties to a tree. They repel down the cliff. Matt learned how to do this in the army.   6-3-77 Chinook and Hays      Matt and Carletta lived in a house in Chinook. They rented the house while both of them were going to school in Havre at Northern Monta

Community   6-2-77   Charles and Matt had a meeting with Gerald and organized a slow pitch softball league for the summer. Gerald put up money for balls, bats and bases. Matt and Charles have put a lot of time into fixing up the mission fields and with supplies from the tribal recreation department, they built a field and backstop in Whitecow Canyon. The games will be played on Tuesdays and Thursdays on these two fields. It is a mixed league and three of the members of the te

I have often thought of my life as being divided into many different worlds. I have my family world. My growing up world in Cleveland Heights, Ohio (you know, the place where Taylor Swift’s fiancé grew up), my college world, my graduate student world, my reservation world, my working world, and my Siegel Rare Neuroimmune Association world. All these worlds are neurotically organized, like my desk. Each world is loaded to the gills with many life experiences and with different

6-1-77     Bill was going to be leaving the mission after volunteering there for two years. Susie and I became very close friends with Bill and were sorry to see him leave. Bill made a very positive difference for the mission and for the community during his time in Hays. He was really loved by many of the families in the community. I don’t have good notes about this day in June and there’s no counting on my memory for much. Bill and I must have decided to head into the Littl

Almost every family in Hays has a pet or pets. Every family has a dog. Most of the dogs run loose. Only a couple are ever chained, ours...

When Susie returned to Montana after being with her mother, she took a bus from Billings to the DY Junction. 5-2-77   Socksy got a red...

Gordon and Edith Lodge   2-1-77     I was at Gordon’s. They (Community Council) were talking about a cement dam on Big Fork. With this...

St. Paul’s Mission   2-1-77   I had lunch with Sister Giswalda. She told me that she and Sister Claire went to the University of Montana...

December 31 – January 1 Lodge Pole New Year’s Eve   There was a New Year’s Eve pow wow at the Lodge Pole Community Hall. The dance was...

There are a lot of Christmas parties being planned all around the reservation. All the different agencies in the tribal government and in...

Dear Senators Moreno and Husted:   We are generally admonished not to compare every government wrongdoing to Nazi’s and Hitler. As a Jew,...

Anthropology   I was speaking to an older woman about previous anthropological research on the Gros Ventre. She said,   You should be...

Family   Complicated. Families are really complicated.   I’m going to begin with this observation. The only people who really know and...

Paul Doney died between Friday night and Saturday.  He was the brother of Chinky and Bates.  Chinky came up to the mission Saturday...

We had such remarkable friendships while we lived in Hays and those relationships lasted after we left the reservation. Edith once made a...

During the time I was doing my work, there were few other institutions on the reservation that reflected the conflicting interests that...

Toward A Better World (Bits of Inspiration) by Pipe Woman  (Sister Giswalda)   Mission High School Hays, Montana 1971   Sister Giswalda...

Susie had been experiencing severe headaches that wouldn’t resolve. She went back to Columbus toward the middle of October to have some...

There was a pow wow at the Agency gym on the weekend of October 1st and 2nd. I drove up to the Agency with Ray, Irma and Lyle. It was...

During the two years we lived in Hays, I had many serious conversations with Ray. None of them was more important than the conversation...