Occasionally there are isolated homesteads...
ancient cemeteries ...
and scenery that is worthy of the name, Frozen North. This won't thaw out until Spring. (Brrrrr !!)
Beautiful!
Monday, December 31, 2012
Headed to The Canadian Border
So, it's December 15th, and we finally decide to brave the weather and head north to the border.
It's foggy with dry, blowing snow. It's only 70 miles to the border, but we've got Big Bertha (the monster sleeping bag) in the back seat, I always take enough snacks to keep a small army happy, a thermos of hot water for hot tea (to keep ME happy), and bottles of water. Larry gave us a roadside emergency flasher before we left Texas, so we figure we're good even if we go off the road.
Occasionally there are isolated homesteads...
and scenery that is worthy of the name, Frozen North. This won't thaw out until Spring. (Brrrrr !!)
Occasionally there are isolated homesteads...
and scenery that is worthy of the name, Frozen North. This won't thaw out until Spring. (Brrrrr !!)
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Christmas Gifting
Well, Granpa and Granny Beth conspired and combined to give me a treadmill for Christmas! Granny Beth noted that it will only work if I get on it. (Oh, so true!) So, we set it up in the living room in front of the TV (that way maybe John will get on it, too.) It has six pre-programmed workouts, gives a continous read-out of time, distance, and supposed calories burned, or it lets you set the tread for anywhere from 1 to 10 mph. It folds down and will fit in the van very nicely (though it weighs about 100 pounds!)
I gave John some cash with orders to buy something for himself, since I NEVER get it right. I also got him a popcorn popper, a mug for his coffee cup collection, an EggBeat dock for his iPhone that amplifies sound without any batteries or power of any kind, and a 10" skillet As Seen On TV. That skillet is so slick you can't even get the eggs to hold still long enough to get the spatula under 'em.
We attended the Christmas Eve candlelight service at Grace Baptist here in Grand Forks, North Dakota. It was very, very good.
We do hope your Christmas holidays were all you wished for and that Christ was your true reason for the celebrating!
I gave John some cash with orders to buy something for himself, since I NEVER get it right. I also got him a popcorn popper, a mug for his coffee cup collection, an EggBeat dock for his iPhone that amplifies sound without any batteries or power of any kind, and a 10" skillet As Seen On TV. That skillet is so slick you can't even get the eggs to hold still long enough to get the spatula under 'em.
We attended the Christmas Eve candlelight service at Grace Baptist here in Grand Forks, North Dakota. It was very, very good.
We do hope your Christmas holidays were all you wished for and that Christ was your true reason for the celebrating!
Monday, December 24, 2012
The Best Gift-Giving
As I try to remember Christmas (and birthdays) past, it occurs to me that I don't remember the gifts - I remember the people. As I've already said, I'm not a good gift giver - unless you count the fact that I try to be an encourager. (Sometimes, when I'm being a mother, I have to be a corrector, but I think most of the time I'm an encourager 10 times for every one as a corrector.)
But back to gift-giving...
If it's a loved one you're trying to give to, truly, all they want is you. I remember smiles, and relatives trying to get along with each other, and smells, yummy food we would only get on special occasions... I remember conversations and incidents (like my oldest brother reaching across in front of a cousin for food, and the cousin bit his arm! That's where I learned what a boarder-house reach was - and that it was bad manners, not good practice.) I remember people and places (like my 40th birthday party Momma arranged at the lake - and the flatbed train cars that we had to stop for carrying Army tanks toward the Gulf War.) I remember what I think was my last Christmas as a child with my father - he gave lots of gifts, but I didn't see or hear from him again for years.
Isn't a gift supposed to reflect our love for the receiver? Seriously, do you really think the receiver wants us to stress out over what to give? If there truly is love, what else is there to give? What greater gift can there be? Share YOURSELF! Share your smile, be an encourager, share a hug or a touch. And do it all year long, not just during the holidays. Give of yourself, not your pocketbook.
Give! And it shall be given back, shaken down and overflowing - like Frosted Flakes! (see last year's Christmas post :-))
But back to gift-giving...
If it's a loved one you're trying to give to, truly, all they want is you. I remember smiles, and relatives trying to get along with each other, and smells, yummy food we would only get on special occasions... I remember conversations and incidents (like my oldest brother reaching across in front of a cousin for food, and the cousin bit his arm! That's where I learned what a boarder-house reach was - and that it was bad manners, not good practice.) I remember people and places (like my 40th birthday party Momma arranged at the lake - and the flatbed train cars that we had to stop for carrying Army tanks toward the Gulf War.) I remember what I think was my last Christmas as a child with my father - he gave lots of gifts, but I didn't see or hear from him again for years.
Isn't a gift supposed to reflect our love for the receiver? Seriously, do you really think the receiver wants us to stress out over what to give? If there truly is love, what else is there to give? What greater gift can there be? Share YOURSELF! Share your smile, be an encourager, share a hug or a touch. And do it all year long, not just during the holidays. Give of yourself, not your pocketbook.
Give! And it shall be given back, shaken down and overflowing - like Frosted Flakes! (see last year's Christmas post :-))
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL !!
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Gift Giving
I'm not a good gift giver. Never have been. Seems I never will be. One of our daughters-in-law says my language of love is food because I always make sure the kitchen is full of everyone's favorite foods when they come visit. But gift giving? No matter how full of love my heart is I never can seem to pick out the right gift - or it's the right thing that goes horribly wrong...
Granpa is on call for the next four days - including Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. If he's in the middle of watching a movie on TV when he is called out, it's just tough luck. So I thought it would be a perfect gift to get him a TiVo so he could record the rest of whatever he was watching. I called TiVo and explained our "traveling" and that most places had cable TV (as opposed to satellite or old-fashioned off-the-airway TV). The technician said not only would this work in our different housings but we could even hook it up in hotel rooms. Cool! They had a unit that records up to 45 hours (that would be over 20 movies or 40 hour-long programs!) for just $59. I'll take it!
Then I get an email suggesting I go ahead and call the cable provider for a cable card that will insert into the back of the TiVo unit. ??? Ooo-kaaay... I discover that we have to take the old cable converter box back to the cable company and swap it out for the card. Hmmm. That means we'll be without TV until we can get the TiVo hooked up. I enlist a friend in this Santa project, and he helps me work out the logistics.
Granpa's on call and therefore late getting off because, as usual, they have a Stat Echo right at getting-off time. But I am SO excited when I pick him up from work! I tell him on the way home that he's gonna get an early Christmas gift and as soon as we get home he has to, without fussing, sit down and open it. He can't turn the TV on or go to the bathroom or even get a drink of water ('cause I didn't want him to notice the TV wasn't on or try to turn it on) - and remember, NO FUSSING.
So he dutifully complies and seems very pleased with the TiVo idea. I knew he would want to wire it to the TV himself (guys are like that), so he gets busy with that while I get supper on the table. He's running through the on-screen set up and gets to the spot where it says connect to the internet. I'm like, huh? Well, we have a wireless hot-spot, will that work? No. It says to connect to the land-line phone. Nope, don't have a phone line.
I knew it! I knew it! I simply canNOT give gifts. Aargh!
We call the 800 number. Gotta have the phone line or high-speed internet connection to get the programing. Can we watch TV tonight thru the TiVo cable card? Nope. Can't even get out of the set-up until we connect to something.
So that's it. We have to undo everything I spent the whole day doing - tomorrow, because the cable company is closed for the evening - AND we can't even watch anything on TV tonight. My gifts aren't just bad, they somehow manage to devolve into TERRIBLE.
Bless Granpa's heart. He is SO nice to me! He's sweet and loving the rest of the evening, even laughing at my misery in a warm gentle way. I suggest he do some on-line research to see if he can accomplish my gift idea through some other technology. (At least that will give him something to do since he can't watch TV...), and he discovers that there is nothing that a traveler can easily do to record TV without a lot of help from the landlords (i.e. getting a cable card and a land-line or internet hookup). Maybe we should go back to the the ol' VCR tape recorder??
This even messes up the popcorn popper I got him... I'm just NOT a good gift giver. From now on it's gonna be strictly cash!
Granpa is on call for the next four days - including Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. If he's in the middle of watching a movie on TV when he is called out, it's just tough luck. So I thought it would be a perfect gift to get him a TiVo so he could record the rest of whatever he was watching. I called TiVo and explained our "traveling" and that most places had cable TV (as opposed to satellite or old-fashioned off-the-airway TV). The technician said not only would this work in our different housings but we could even hook it up in hotel rooms. Cool! They had a unit that records up to 45 hours (that would be over 20 movies or 40 hour-long programs!) for just $59. I'll take it!
Then I get an email suggesting I go ahead and call the cable provider for a cable card that will insert into the back of the TiVo unit. ??? Ooo-kaaay... I discover that we have to take the old cable converter box back to the cable company and swap it out for the card. Hmmm. That means we'll be without TV until we can get the TiVo hooked up. I enlist a friend in this Santa project, and he helps me work out the logistics.
Granpa's on call and therefore late getting off because, as usual, they have a Stat Echo right at getting-off time. But I am SO excited when I pick him up from work! I tell him on the way home that he's gonna get an early Christmas gift and as soon as we get home he has to, without fussing, sit down and open it. He can't turn the TV on or go to the bathroom or even get a drink of water ('cause I didn't want him to notice the TV wasn't on or try to turn it on) - and remember, NO FUSSING.
So he dutifully complies and seems very pleased with the TiVo idea. I knew he would want to wire it to the TV himself (guys are like that), so he gets busy with that while I get supper on the table. He's running through the on-screen set up and gets to the spot where it says connect to the internet. I'm like, huh? Well, we have a wireless hot-spot, will that work? No. It says to connect to the land-line phone. Nope, don't have a phone line.
I knew it! I knew it! I simply canNOT give gifts. Aargh!
We call the 800 number. Gotta have the phone line or high-speed internet connection to get the programing. Can we watch TV tonight thru the TiVo cable card? Nope. Can't even get out of the set-up until we connect to something.
So that's it. We have to undo everything I spent the whole day doing - tomorrow, because the cable company is closed for the evening - AND we can't even watch anything on TV tonight. My gifts aren't just bad, they somehow manage to devolve into TERRIBLE.
Bless Granpa's heart. He is SO nice to me! He's sweet and loving the rest of the evening, even laughing at my misery in a warm gentle way. I suggest he do some on-line research to see if he can accomplish my gift idea through some other technology. (At least that will give him something to do since he can't watch TV...), and he discovers that there is nothing that a traveler can easily do to record TV without a lot of help from the landlords (i.e. getting a cable card and a land-line or internet hookup). Maybe we should go back to the the ol' VCR tape recorder??
This even messes up the popcorn popper I got him... I'm just NOT a good gift giver. From now on it's gonna be strictly cash!
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Columbine, Colorado
On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the
Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to
address the House Judiciary Committee's subcommittee. What he said to
our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful.
They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologist, and every so-called expert! These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness.. The following is a portion of the transcript:
"Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers.
"The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used.. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart.
"In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA - because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder I would be their strongest opponent
I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy -- it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best.
Your laws ignore our deepest needs,
Your words are empty air.
You've stripped away our heritage,
You've outlawed simple prayer.
Now gunshots fill our classrooms,
And precious children die.
You seek for answers everywhere,
And ask the question "Why?"
You regulate restrictive laws,
Through legislative creed.
And yet you fail to understand,
That God is what we need!
"Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, mind, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and wreak havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation's history. Many of our major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. What has happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine's tragedy occurs -- politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws. Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts.
"As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes, he did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America , and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999, at Columbine High School prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA -- I give to you a sincere challenge.. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone!
My daughter's death will not be in vain! The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!"
- Darrell Scott
They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologist, and every so-called expert! These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness.. The following is a portion of the transcript:
"Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers.
"The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used.. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart.
"In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA - because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder I would be their strongest opponent
I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy -- it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best.
Your laws ignore our deepest needs,
Your words are empty air.
You've stripped away our heritage,
You've outlawed simple prayer.
Now gunshots fill our classrooms,
And precious children die.
You seek for answers everywhere,
And ask the question "Why?"
You regulate restrictive laws,
Through legislative creed.
And yet you fail to understand,
That God is what we need!
"Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, mind, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and wreak havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation's history. Many of our major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. What has happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine's tragedy occurs -- politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws. Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts.
"As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes, he did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America , and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999, at Columbine High School prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA -- I give to you a sincere challenge.. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone!
My daughter's death will not be in vain! The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!"
- Darrell Scott
Monday, December 17, 2012
Wonderful, Healing Balm
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty that they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their Savior; the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms, and He called them by name.
And in that moment was the joy that only heaven can bring,
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
As if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
Then He closed His eyes, and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools."
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, Pennsylvania
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Newtown, Connecticut
Father in heaven, thank you for loving all of humanity, loving us enough to send Your Son to die for our sins. If we will just acknowledge what You have done to save us from our sinful nature, we can look forward to an eternity with You, knowing Your love more intimately than ever. I know, Lord, that You may not stop Evil - that is up to US by accepting Your Son, focusing on You and living by Your Word. Evil made itself evident in Newtown, Connecticut this morning. I know that You were there, too, with the children and staff, quickly drawing them near to You as Evil took their lives. I pray that each soul already had a personal relationship with You. Please let Your presence be felt by each parent, sibling, grandparent and relative. Please let them know Your peace which surpasses understanding. Lord, I pray that every person who has had to go into that school today also feel Your love and compassion and mercy. It is in the name of Your Son, Jesus, that I pray. Amen and Amen.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Custer Discovers North Dakota's Black Hills Gold!
Before coming to North Dakota, George Armstrong Custer fought valiantly in the Civil War, joined the Seventh Cavalry in Kansas and was court-martialed and suspended without rank or pay for a year as a result of driving his troops to exhaustion in a chase after Cheyenne. In 1871 he and the Seventh Cavalry were sent to oversee post-war Kentucky reconstruction. In 1873 they were then sent to Fort Abraham Lincoln near Bismark, North Dakota to protect railroad surveyors and enforce reservation policy.
In an expedition to the Black Hills in 1868, he and his troops discovered gold - on a Sioux reservation. Uh-oh...
By treaty the Black Hills belonged to the Sioux and there were sacred burial grounds in there. For awhile the army sort of tried to keep the gold diggers out. A couple of Sioux chiefs went to Washington (Red Cloud and Spotted Tail) in 1875 to negotiate. They talked about leasing Black Hills land to the government for $400,000 a year, but never reached an agreement.
Later that year, President Ulysses S. Grant, the Secretary's of War and the Interior, Commissioner of Indian Affairs and Generals Sheridan and Crook decided (un-unanimously) to have the Army withdraw from the Black Hills, leaving the land open to miners. (Bummer.) Instead, they ordered non-reservation Sioux to get back to the reservation by January 31, 1876. (You don't think maybe there was a plan to start them warring and give the government an excuse to force the Sioux to surrender the Black Hills, do you? Nah. Government wouldn't do that!!)
This was the beginning of the end for Custer and eventually the Sioux.
The Bible doesn't say money is the root of all evil; the Bible says that the LOVE of money is the root of all evil. (1 Timothy 6:10, 3:3 and Hebrews 13:5) This is a pretty good example of what that means -- and it turns out badly for everyone!!
In an expedition to the Black Hills in 1868, he and his troops discovered gold - on a Sioux reservation. Uh-oh...
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| Spotted Tail |
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| Red Cloud, Ogala Sioux |
Later that year, President Ulysses S. Grant, the Secretary's of War and the Interior, Commissioner of Indian Affairs and Generals Sheridan and Crook decided (un-unanimously) to have the Army withdraw from the Black Hills, leaving the land open to miners. (Bummer.) Instead, they ordered non-reservation Sioux to get back to the reservation by January 31, 1876. (You don't think maybe there was a plan to start them warring and give the government an excuse to force the Sioux to surrender the Black Hills, do you? Nah. Government wouldn't do that!!)
This was the beginning of the end for Custer and eventually the Sioux.
The Bible doesn't say money is the root of all evil; the Bible says that the LOVE of money is the root of all evil. (1 Timothy 6:10, 3:3 and Hebrews 13:5) This is a pretty good example of what that means -- and it turns out badly for everyone!!
Monday, December 10, 2012
North Dakota Winter
W-e-e-e-e-l-l, I'm thinkin' winter is beginning to make itself known here in Grand Forks. We had snow on Saturday - not a lot, but enough to make for huge piles in parking lots where snow plows have been hard at work.
This morning was -7 degrees with a wind chill factor of -23. Sounds awful, huh? Well, not so much. Folks in Texas don't faint dead away when it's 115 in the shade, do they? Of course not. If they have any brains at all they hydrate, drinking lots of water (but not too much because it IS possible to overdose on water. Too much washes all of the electrolytes out of your system, and then ALL kinds of trouble start to cascade within your body.) They dress down, and what clothes they do wear are light colored so as to reflect light rather than absorb it. They live in air conditioned homes and drive air conditioned cars to work in air conditioned buildings.
Same thing here in North Dakota. They dress for the weather, layering on clothes until they're wind-proof (because it's the wind that will get you first and worst), and they live in heated homes, drive heated cars and work in heated buildings.
God has amazingly blessed us with a home here that even has a heated garage and the home-owners association gets out every morning before folks go to work and cleans the snow off of all the streets and even out of the driveways!! Rob and his family are our angels of mercy!
This cold, though, is not to be taken lightly. I take Granpa to work every morning, so he doesn't even have to walk in from a parking lot. However, I make him take scarf, gloves, snowhat and heavy winter coat. He doesn't have to wear them - but he has to at least take them. That way if the car breaks down or (heaven forbid) we have an accident, he's prepared to get out of the car and do what has to be done. (One thing I've noticed here: everyone stops well back from an intersection. I'm thinkin' that's so if another driver spins out on the ice there's less chance of him hitting them. I'm trying to train myself to do that by saying to myself, "Stop back from the intersection." In my mind I sound like that car alarm that says, "Step away from the car." :)
Nine more weeks here - unless they offer an extension!
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| Grace Baptist Church, Grand Forks, North Dakota |
This morning was -7 degrees with a wind chill factor of -23. Sounds awful, huh? Well, not so much. Folks in Texas don't faint dead away when it's 115 in the shade, do they? Of course not. If they have any brains at all they hydrate, drinking lots of water (but not too much because it IS possible to overdose on water. Too much washes all of the electrolytes out of your system, and then ALL kinds of trouble start to cascade within your body.) They dress down, and what clothes they do wear are light colored so as to reflect light rather than absorb it. They live in air conditioned homes and drive air conditioned cars to work in air conditioned buildings.
Same thing here in North Dakota. They dress for the weather, layering on clothes until they're wind-proof (because it's the wind that will get you first and worst), and they live in heated homes, drive heated cars and work in heated buildings.
God has amazingly blessed us with a home here that even has a heated garage and the home-owners association gets out every morning before folks go to work and cleans the snow off of all the streets and even out of the driveways!! Rob and his family are our angels of mercy!
This cold, though, is not to be taken lightly. I take Granpa to work every morning, so he doesn't even have to walk in from a parking lot. However, I make him take scarf, gloves, snowhat and heavy winter coat. He doesn't have to wear them - but he has to at least take them. That way if the car breaks down or (heaven forbid) we have an accident, he's prepared to get out of the car and do what has to be done. (One thing I've noticed here: everyone stops well back from an intersection. I'm thinkin' that's so if another driver spins out on the ice there's less chance of him hitting them. I'm trying to train myself to do that by saying to myself, "Stop back from the intersection." In my mind I sound like that car alarm that says, "Step away from the car." :)
Nine more weeks here - unless they offer an extension!
Friday, December 7, 2012
Could Texas Really Secede ? Click here to find out!
http://www.theblaze.com/
Education
Could Texas Really Secede From The Union? The Answer Is…
Could Texas succeed in seceding from the United States of
America? Here are some very valuable facts on the matter as provided
by C.G.P. Grey’s YouTube channel.
Texas was an independent nation for a decade
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Texas had its own Presidents
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…and currency
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If Texas was an independent country today it would be the 46th largest country in the world by population
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It would be the 13th largest economy in the world
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…making it comparable with Australia
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Independence for most states would be a financial disaster
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Not for Texas, it gives more money to the federal government than it gets back
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…and could give its own citizens a tax break if it were independent
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Based on it’s state constitution, Texas could also separate into 5 independent states without the permission of congress
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But can Texas legally secede?
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And Ecuador Makes 40 !
That's right! We're being read in 40 countries across the world! Over 22,600 pages views. Who knew anyone would be interested - much less internationally! Cool.
United States
Russia
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Canada
Spain
France
Italy
Philippines
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South Korea
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Malaysia
Indonesia
Saudi Arabia
Singapore
Taiwan
Moldova
The Netherlands
England/United Kingdom
China
Trinidad and Tobago
South Africa
Austria
Australia
26. Nigeria
27. Mexico
28. Hungary
29. India
30. Turkey
31. Hong Kong
32. Ireland
33. Sweden
34. Greece
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37. Qatar
38. Romania
39. Sri Lanka
40. Ecuador
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
The Sioux Beliefs, and George Washington
Just as we call ourselves Americans first and then specify "Texan" and then "Tyler-ites," the Sioux was a nation - a group of diverse people connected by heritage - that could be broken down into large groups named Dakota, Lakota, Nakota, and then into more specific groups:
Hunkpapa (Campers at the Horn)
Minneconju (Planters beside the Water)
Sihaspa (Blackfoot)
Oohenopa (Two Kettles)
Itazipcho (Those without Bows)
Sicangu (Burnt Thighs)
Oglala (They Scatter their Own.)
The Sioux, as did most if not ALL Native Americans, believe in the Great Spirit. He is a big god, in all things, in all people, very present all the time and very involved in their lives. The Sioux believe in Controllers - powerful good spirits and less powerful evil spirits. The Sioux believe that through the power of the Great Spirit almost anything is possible. His power comes to a few easily; to some with great difficulty; to many, never. (Almost sounds like Christianity, huh?)
This may explain a re-telling by Indian chiefs of a George Washington encounter during the French and Indian War:
In this specific battle the Indians specifically targeted Washington because he was on horseback and appeared to be a leader of great importance. And yet, Washington survived. No big deal. Unless you consider the fact that there were 1300 men fighting with Washington in that battle, and by the time the Indians rested every other officer on horseback was dead and only 30 Englishmen remained alive!
It was July 9, 1755 in the area of what we now know as Pittsburgh (Fort Duquesne then) at the Battle of Monongahela. The English were fighting as they always had: in great long lines marching across open fields. The French and their Indian allies fought guerrilla style like, well, Indians! Washington was 23 years old, an officer, and in this battle, a messenger - which is why he was on horseback.
According to David Barton's book, "The Bulletproof George Washington," one Indian warrior testified that he had shot at Washington 17 times. The Indian exclaimed that "Washington was never born to be killed by a bullet!" Another Indian, Red Hawk (of the Delaware tribe I think), had shot and missed him 11 times. He had not missed a shot before, and became convinced that Washington was being supernaturally protected by the Great Spirit. In 1770, fifteen years after the battle, an old Indian told Washington in person that he had sought out to meet him. He had been fighting in the battle that day, and he had told all the Indians with him to shoot at him, and make sure that he died. When they all missed, he told them to stop. On that evening, he predicted that Washington would never die in battle, and would be "the founder of a mighty empire."
The old Indian was right. George Washington never was even wounded in the battles that he fought. During the American Revolution, Washington once again seemed to be supernaturally protected. In 1779, a British Major who happened to be the head of the British sharpshooters, was about ready to shoot an American officer at close range. He felt a strong impulse not to shoot. The officer that he failed to shoot was George Washington.
Perhaps the Indian god is, after all, our God, too!
Hunkpapa (Campers at the Horn)
Minneconju (Planters beside the Water)
Sihaspa (Blackfoot)
Oohenopa (Two Kettles)
Itazipcho (Those without Bows)
Sicangu (Burnt Thighs)
Oglala (They Scatter their Own.)
The Sioux, as did most if not ALL Native Americans, believe in the Great Spirit. He is a big god, in all things, in all people, very present all the time and very involved in their lives. The Sioux believe in Controllers - powerful good spirits and less powerful evil spirits. The Sioux believe that through the power of the Great Spirit almost anything is possible. His power comes to a few easily; to some with great difficulty; to many, never. (Almost sounds like Christianity, huh?)
This may explain a re-telling by Indian chiefs of a George Washington encounter during the French and Indian War:
In this specific battle the Indians specifically targeted Washington because he was on horseback and appeared to be a leader of great importance. And yet, Washington survived. No big deal. Unless you consider the fact that there were 1300 men fighting with Washington in that battle, and by the time the Indians rested every other officer on horseback was dead and only 30 Englishmen remained alive!
It was July 9, 1755 in the area of what we now know as Pittsburgh (Fort Duquesne then) at the Battle of Monongahela. The English were fighting as they always had: in great long lines marching across open fields. The French and their Indian allies fought guerrilla style like, well, Indians! Washington was 23 years old, an officer, and in this battle, a messenger - which is why he was on horseback.
According to David Barton's book, "The Bulletproof George Washington," one Indian warrior testified that he had shot at Washington 17 times. The Indian exclaimed that "Washington was never born to be killed by a bullet!" Another Indian, Red Hawk (of the Delaware tribe I think), had shot and missed him 11 times. He had not missed a shot before, and became convinced that Washington was being supernaturally protected by the Great Spirit. In 1770, fifteen years after the battle, an old Indian told Washington in person that he had sought out to meet him. He had been fighting in the battle that day, and he had told all the Indians with him to shoot at him, and make sure that he died. When they all missed, he told them to stop. On that evening, he predicted that Washington would never die in battle, and would be "the founder of a mighty empire."
The old Indian was right. George Washington never was even wounded in the battles that he fought. During the American Revolution, Washington once again seemed to be supernaturally protected. In 1779, a British Major who happened to be the head of the British sharpshooters, was about ready to shoot an American officer at close range. He felt a strong impulse not to shoot. The officer that he failed to shoot was George Washington.
Perhaps the Indian god is, after all, our God, too!
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Native American (Indian) Traders
I thought even children understood "cowboys and Indians."
Then I began to ponder that thought. No. No, as a matter of fact, no, I don't think that. I grew up with a WHOLE bunch of TV shows about cowboys and Indians: Roy Rogers, The Lone Ranger, Wanted: Dead or Alive, The Rifleman, Maverick, Bonanza, Gunsmoke, The Virginian, Daniel Boone, High Chaparral, Little House on the Prairie ... just to name a few off of the top of my head! My grandfather is even part Native American. MY generation has "known" about Indians all our lives.
But, today's children? Na-da. There are not hardly even any movies about cowboys and Indians. I wonder if I could get my grandchildren to write down for me everything they "know" about Indians... Probably not. I don't think I could even get my children to do that for me. But I suspect I have forgotten more about Indians than they know! By the next generation, cowboys and Indians may be more myth than reality. How heart-breaking.
Since I decided to start this blog for my children and grandchildren and even great-grandchildren, I guess I should ... what? share my fascination with Indians? Yuppers!!
Ever wonder what Indians did for money? Nothing. They didn't buy and sell things like Europeans did. They were traders, barter-ers. What's really interesting though is that they didn't trade "even-Steven." They were really good businessmen; they always wanted to accomplish a 100% "profit." Interesting, huh?
Before Europeans showed up, the Mandan and Hidatsa traded with the Cree, the Assiniboin, Crow and Cheyenne. They all lived off of the land, but they all specialized in different things. The hunter tribes traded furs (for the desperately cold North Dakota winters) and dried meat with the gatherer tribes for corn, beans, and other agricultural crops. The plains Indians would trade hides with forest Indians for dried fish.
In this way, trade goods made their way across the continent east to west and west to east. Archeologists working Native American sites in North Dakota have uncovered seashells from both coasts and the Gulf of Mexico. Conversely, flint (crucial for making fires) from the Dakotas has been found in Canada, Pennsylvania and Colorado.
The Indians were smart traders with an eye to the future. They might trade with one tribe for things they would rarely use, knowing that there was another tribe on their other geographical side that would trade handsomely for things they would use. That's how they made their "profit."
The Europeans introduced horses, beads and metal into the trade cycles. It seems that, no matter how metal came to them (guns, sheet iron or whatever), the Indians reshaped it into arrowheads or tools for processing their hides. It makes sense. What good was a gun with no bullets or gunpowder? But an Indian could fire off arrows faster than Europeans could fire - reload - fire their guns. Indians, rightly so, found arrowheads much more valuable that guns! The hunter Indians wanted to shape tomahawks and axes, too. Once, as the story goes, a Mandan was given a metal corn mill for grinding their grain. The European thought it a wonderful gift because the Indians ground their corn by crushing it between two rocks. Sometimes the rocks would end up getting ground into the corn, too, causing chipped teeth. The Mandan studied that corn mill for awhile, then he broke it into pieces and fitted the small ones onto the end of arrows for arrowheads and used a bigger piece to shatter bones to pieces and get at the marrow! Beauty is in the eye of beholder, eh?
So, kids, did you know all of that? Did you know that my great-grandparents (your great-great- great grandparents) were half Indian?
Then I began to ponder that thought. No. No, as a matter of fact, no, I don't think that. I grew up with a WHOLE bunch of TV shows about cowboys and Indians: Roy Rogers, The Lone Ranger, Wanted: Dead or Alive, The Rifleman, Maverick, Bonanza, Gunsmoke, The Virginian, Daniel Boone, High Chaparral, Little House on the Prairie ... just to name a few off of the top of my head! My grandfather is even part Native American. MY generation has "known" about Indians all our lives.
But, today's children? Na-da. There are not hardly even any movies about cowboys and Indians. I wonder if I could get my grandchildren to write down for me everything they "know" about Indians... Probably not. I don't think I could even get my children to do that for me. But I suspect I have forgotten more about Indians than they know! By the next generation, cowboys and Indians may be more myth than reality. How heart-breaking.
Since I decided to start this blog for my children and grandchildren and even great-grandchildren, I guess I should ... what? share my fascination with Indians? Yuppers!!
Ever wonder what Indians did for money? Nothing. They didn't buy and sell things like Europeans did. They were traders, barter-ers. What's really interesting though is that they didn't trade "even-Steven." They were really good businessmen; they always wanted to accomplish a 100% "profit." Interesting, huh?
Before Europeans showed up, the Mandan and Hidatsa traded with the Cree, the Assiniboin, Crow and Cheyenne. They all lived off of the land, but they all specialized in different things. The hunter tribes traded furs (for the desperately cold North Dakota winters) and dried meat with the gatherer tribes for corn, beans, and other agricultural crops. The plains Indians would trade hides with forest Indians for dried fish.
In this way, trade goods made their way across the continent east to west and west to east. Archeologists working Native American sites in North Dakota have uncovered seashells from both coasts and the Gulf of Mexico. Conversely, flint (crucial for making fires) from the Dakotas has been found in Canada, Pennsylvania and Colorado.
The Indians were smart traders with an eye to the future. They might trade with one tribe for things they would rarely use, knowing that there was another tribe on their other geographical side that would trade handsomely for things they would use. That's how they made their "profit."
The Europeans introduced horses, beads and metal into the trade cycles. It seems that, no matter how metal came to them (guns, sheet iron or whatever), the Indians reshaped it into arrowheads or tools for processing their hides. It makes sense. What good was a gun with no bullets or gunpowder? But an Indian could fire off arrows faster than Europeans could fire - reload - fire their guns. Indians, rightly so, found arrowheads much more valuable that guns! The hunter Indians wanted to shape tomahawks and axes, too. Once, as the story goes, a Mandan was given a metal corn mill for grinding their grain. The European thought it a wonderful gift because the Indians ground their corn by crushing it between two rocks. Sometimes the rocks would end up getting ground into the corn, too, causing chipped teeth. The Mandan studied that corn mill for awhile, then he broke it into pieces and fitted the small ones onto the end of arrows for arrowheads and used a bigger piece to shatter bones to pieces and get at the marrow! Beauty is in the eye of beholder, eh?
So, kids, did you know all of that? Did you know that my great-grandparents (your great-great- great grandparents) were half Indian?
Monday, December 3, 2012
North Dakota Organized
HISTORICAL CENTERS
Camp
Atchison SHS (State Historical Site)
Ronald
Reagan Minuteman Missile SHS
Maple Creek
SHS
Fort Ransom
State Park and SHS
Gingras
Trading Post SHS
Fort Totten
SHS
David
Thompson SHS
Knife River
Indian Villages National Historic Site
Fort Mandan
Historic Site
Fort Clark
SHS
Fort Union
National Historic Site
Double Ditch
Indian Village SHS
Menoken
Indian Village SHS
Killdeer
Mountain Battlefield SHS
Fort Dilts
SHS
Chateau De
Mores SHS
Writing Rock
SHS
Whitestone
Hill Battlefield SHS
Menoken
Indian Village SHS
Huff Indian
Village SHS
Fort Rice
SHS
Cannonball
Stage SHS
INDIAN RESERVATIONS
Spirit Lake
Reservation
Turtle
Mountain Reservation
Standing
Rock Reservation
Fort
Berthold Reservation
WILDLIFE REFUGES
Upper Souris
National Wildlife Refuge
Camp Lake
National Wildlife Refuge
Audubon
National Wildlife Refuge
Lostwood
National Wildlife Refuge
Lake Ilo
National Wildlife Refuge
Arrowwood
National Wildlife Refuge
Sully's Hill
National Game Preserve
Chase Lake
National Wildlife Refuge
Slade
National Wildlife Refuge
Long Lake
National Wildlife Refuge
Lonetree
Wildlife Management Area
J. Clark
Salyer National Wildlife Refuge
Upper Souris
National Wildlife Refuge
Des Lac's
National Wildlife Refuge
STATE PARKS
Turtle River
State Park
Little
Yellowstone Park
Icelandic
State Park
Beaver Lake
State Park
Doyle
Memorial State Park
Graham's
Island State Park in Devils Lake
Fort
Stevenson State Park
Sakakawea
State Park
Little
Missouri State Primitive Park
Sullys Creek
State Primitive Park
Lewis and
Clark State Park
Fort Abraham
Lincoln State Park
OTHER LOCATIONS
Carl Ben
Eielson Memorial Arch
Sibley Crossing
Clausen
Springs
Pembina
State Museum
Pembina
Gorge
International
Peace Garden and Music Camp
Geographic
Center of North America (continent)
North Dakota
Heritage Center
McDowell Dam
Recreation Area
Sitting Bull
Gravesite
Schnell
Recreation Area
Four Bears
Memorial Park
Lewis and
Clark Interpretive Center
North Dakota
Heritage Center
The
Enchanted Highway
Burning Coal
Vein and Columnar Cedars (?)
White Butte
- Highest Point in North Dakota - Elevation 3,506 ft
Camel Hump
Dam
Theodore
Roosevelt's Elkhorn Ranch
Missouri
Yellowstone Confluence Interpretive Center Fort Buford SHS
Maah Daah
Hey Trail (connecting the two Theodore Roosevelt National Parks)
Theodore Roosevelt
National Park North
Theodore
Roosevelt National Park South
What Is There To Do In North Dakota?
What is there to do in North Dakota? We've asked that question of everyone we encountered since discovering we were coming here. The only thing everyone could come up with is the two (yes, two) Theodore Roosevelt National Parks. (That's it? In an entire state?!)
Last week I got online and found the North Dakota tourism site ( www.ndtourism.com ) and requested a state map and their 2012 Tourism Guide. I haven't had a chance to look through the Guide (John captured it), but the map reveals a lot.
Working outward from Grand Forks on the map I find:
Turtle River State Park (Turtle River is the name of a Native American tribe)
Carl Ben Eielson Memorial Arch
Camp Atchison SHS (State Historical Site)
Ronald Reagan Minuteman Missile SHS
Sibley Crossing
Maple Creek SHS
Fort Ransom State Park and SHS
Clausen Springs
Little Yellowstone Park
Icelandic State Park
Pembina State Museum
Pembina Gorge
Gingras Trading Post SHS
Spirit Lake Reservation
Graham's Island State Park in Devils Lake
Fort Totten SHS
Arrowwood National Wildlife Refuge
Sully's Hill National Game Preserve
Chase Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Slade National Wildlife Refuge
Long Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Beaver Lake State Park
Doyle Memorial State Park
Whitestone Hill Battlefield SHS
International Peace Garden and Music Camp
Turtle Mountain Reservation
(How about this!) The Geographic Center of North America (continent)
Lonetree Wildlife Management Area
Now to the WESTERN half of North Dakota:
Menoken Indian Village SHS
North Dakota Heritage Center
McDowell Dam Recreation Area
Fort Abraham Lincoln State Park
Huff Indian Village SHS
Fort Rice SHS
Sitting Bull Gravesite
Standing Rock Reservation
Cannonball Stage SHS
Schnell Recreation Area
J. Clark Salyer National Wildlife Refuge
Upper Souris National Wildlife Refuge
Des Lac's National Wildlife Refuge
Lostwood National Wildlife Refuge
Upper Souris National Wildlife Refuge
Camp Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Audubon National Wildlife Refuge
Four Bears Memorial Park
Fort Berthold Reservation
Fort Stevenson State Park
Sakakawea State Park
David Thompson SHS
Knife River Indian Villages National Historic Site
Fort Mandan Historic Site
Fort Clark SHS
Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center
Double Ditch Indian Village SHS
Menoken Indian Village SHS
North Dakota Heritage Center
Little Missouri State Primitive Park
Killdeer Mountain Battlefield SHS
Lake Ilo National Wildlife Refuge
The Enchanted Highway
Burning Coal Vein and Columnar Cedars (?)
White Butte - Highest Point in North Dakota - Elevation 3,506 ft
Fort Dilts SHS
Sullys Creek State Primitive Park
Chateau De Mores SHS
Camel Hump Dam
Theodore Roosevelt's Elkhorn Ranch
Missouri Yellowstone Confluence Interpretive Center Fort Buford SHS
Fort Union National Historic Site
Lewis and Clark State Park
Writing Rock SHS
Maah Daah Hey Trail (connecting the two Theodore Roosevelt National Parks)
But, hey, there's nowhere to go or anything to do in North Dakota...
Last week I got online and found the North Dakota tourism site ( www.ndtourism.com ) and requested a state map and their 2012 Tourism Guide. I haven't had a chance to look through the Guide (John captured it), but the map reveals a lot.
Working outward from Grand Forks on the map I find:
Turtle River State Park (Turtle River is the name of a Native American tribe)
Carl Ben Eielson Memorial Arch
Camp Atchison SHS (State Historical Site)
Ronald Reagan Minuteman Missile SHS
Sibley Crossing
Maple Creek SHS
Fort Ransom State Park and SHS
Clausen Springs
Little Yellowstone Park
Icelandic State Park
Pembina State Museum
Pembina Gorge
Gingras Trading Post SHS
Spirit Lake Reservation
Graham's Island State Park in Devils Lake
Fort Totten SHS
Arrowwood National Wildlife Refuge
Sully's Hill National Game Preserve
Chase Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Slade National Wildlife Refuge
Long Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Beaver Lake State Park
Doyle Memorial State Park
Whitestone Hill Battlefield SHS
International Peace Garden and Music Camp
Turtle Mountain Reservation
(How about this!) The Geographic Center of North America (continent)
Lonetree Wildlife Management Area
Now to the WESTERN half of North Dakota:
Menoken Indian Village SHS
North Dakota Heritage Center
McDowell Dam Recreation Area
Fort Abraham Lincoln State Park
Huff Indian Village SHS
Fort Rice SHS
Sitting Bull Gravesite
Standing Rock Reservation
Cannonball Stage SHS
Schnell Recreation Area
J. Clark Salyer National Wildlife Refuge
Upper Souris National Wildlife Refuge
Des Lac's National Wildlife Refuge
Lostwood National Wildlife Refuge
Upper Souris National Wildlife Refuge
Camp Lake National Wildlife Refuge
Audubon National Wildlife Refuge
Four Bears Memorial Park
Fort Berthold Reservation
Fort Stevenson State Park
Sakakawea State Park
David Thompson SHS
Knife River Indian Villages National Historic Site
Fort Mandan Historic Site
Fort Clark SHS
Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center
Double Ditch Indian Village SHS
Menoken Indian Village SHS
North Dakota Heritage Center
Little Missouri State Primitive Park
Killdeer Mountain Battlefield SHS
Lake Ilo National Wildlife Refuge
The Enchanted Highway
Burning Coal Vein and Columnar Cedars (?)
White Butte - Highest Point in North Dakota - Elevation 3,506 ft
Fort Dilts SHS
Sullys Creek State Primitive Park
Chateau De Mores SHS
Camel Hump Dam
Theodore Roosevelt's Elkhorn Ranch
Missouri Yellowstone Confluence Interpretive Center Fort Buford SHS
Fort Union National Historic Site
Lewis and Clark State Park
Writing Rock SHS
Maah Daah Hey Trail (connecting the two Theodore Roosevelt National Parks)
But, hey, there's nowhere to go or anything to do in North Dakota...
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Who ARE the Indians?
Today, they are accurately called Native Americans - but I can't stop thinking of them as Indians because what would a cowboy be without an Indian to go along with him? What would the Lone Ranger be without Tonto??
But, just to be sure we all get it, Native Americans are not all one people, using one language, nor do they live their lives the same way. What Europeans discovered as they arrived and spread across the North American continent was that some Native Americans were gentle and receptive; other Native Americans would just as soon slit your throat as look at you. The more intrusive Europeans became, the more negative the Indians would become.
In North Dakota, as I said in an earlier blog post, the Europeans found the Mandan, Hidatsa, Arikara, and Chippewa, but also the group of Indians known as the Oceti Sakowin. Individually you might recognize their names: Lakota, Nokota, and Dakota - the great Sioux Nation!
Each of these tribes got to North Dakota by different routes and for different reasons:
Mandans - as early as the 1200's came here by traveling up the Missouri River. (Wait a minute! I thought the native Americans got here by crossing the land bridge between Russia and Alaska? Oh. That was thousands of years ago. By the 1200's they had spread across the North American continent to the east coast and were now in the process of migrating back toward the west. And don't think of the United States yet - it didn't exist for another 500 years. North America was, uh, north America, so mentally erase the U. S. Canadian border.) The Mandan were an agricultural based society living in fixed earthlodges. Until the smallpox invaded they were receptive to Europeans.
Hidatsa - came to the Missouri River Valley from the east 2-300 years after the Mandans in three different groups (Awatixa, Awaxawi, Hidatsa Proper) . The Awatixa passed the Mandan and settled upriver from them with the Hidatsa Proper coming a hundred years later. They also lived in fixed villages and traded their crops with other tribes in the area.
Chippewa (or Ojibwa if you're in Canada) seems to have migrated west with the French fur traders. They fought with the Sioux (using firearms from the French) for what is now Minnesota's (Land of 10,000 Lakes) abundant fur bearing animals for almost 100 years. That's how the Lakota branch of the Sioux tribe became Plains Indians - the Chippewa pushed them south. How bad were the battles between the Indian tribes? They actually went to the American government in 1804 and asked THEM to establish tribal boundaries to end the warring! The Chippewa were traders rather than hunters or crop growers for food, though when they also got pushed onto the Plains, they depended on the buffalo as much as the Lakota for so-o-o many of their daily needs.
The Great Sioux Nation - probably originated in North Carolina, moseyed west and ended up hundreds of years later in what we now know as Wisconsin and Minnesota. (Hey! John and I went across the river into Minnesota just last weekend to shop at Cabela's and see a movie!) This is when the Sioux split into the Lakota, Nokota and Dakota. As the Chippewa pushed the Lakota, the Lakota pushed the Cheyenne - farther west and south.
The Lakota both hunted game and grew crops, but were more into tent-camping than living in fixed housing.
A-l-l Native American tribal society was organized along family lines, relied on their elders to pass on their individual oral histories, were very spiritual, very flexible in that they had to adjust to new homelands as circumstances moved them geographically, and finally, they were all impacted by the white man's incursion on their lives and lands. (But how was that different from the Chippewa incursion on the Sioux?)
Simply transitioning tribes from the east to the west changed their diet from wild rice, fish and forest game, to buffalo, and to access the buffalo the tribes had to become more nomadic, their lodges transitioned from permanent wigwams to moveable tipis, the canoe was given over to horses, breakable pottery gave way to skin pouches which were lighter, easier to pack, and essentially unbreakable, soft-soled moccasins were uncomfortable on the plains and so they evolved into hard-soled moccasins.
The endless flow of Europeans onto the North American continent literally overran the Native Americans, brought epidemic diseases and death, booze that was maybe as devastating, and ultimately forced Native Americans onto cramped reservations. Those reservations still exist. We have traveled through a couple of them during our travels; those reservations are not pretty places...
But, just to be sure we all get it, Native Americans are not all one people, using one language, nor do they live their lives the same way. What Europeans discovered as they arrived and spread across the North American continent was that some Native Americans were gentle and receptive; other Native Americans would just as soon slit your throat as look at you. The more intrusive Europeans became, the more negative the Indians would become.
In North Dakota, as I said in an earlier blog post, the Europeans found the Mandan, Hidatsa, Arikara, and Chippewa, but also the group of Indians known as the Oceti Sakowin. Individually you might recognize their names: Lakota, Nokota, and Dakota - the great Sioux Nation!
Each of these tribes got to North Dakota by different routes and for different reasons:
Mandans - as early as the 1200's came here by traveling up the Missouri River. (Wait a minute! I thought the native Americans got here by crossing the land bridge between Russia and Alaska? Oh. That was thousands of years ago. By the 1200's they had spread across the North American continent to the east coast and were now in the process of migrating back toward the west. And don't think of the United States yet - it didn't exist for another 500 years. North America was, uh, north America, so mentally erase the U. S. Canadian border.) The Mandan were an agricultural based society living in fixed earthlodges. Until the smallpox invaded they were receptive to Europeans.
Hidatsa - came to the Missouri River Valley from the east 2-300 years after the Mandans in three different groups (Awatixa, Awaxawi, Hidatsa Proper) . The Awatixa passed the Mandan and settled upriver from them with the Hidatsa Proper coming a hundred years later. They also lived in fixed villages and traded their crops with other tribes in the area.
Chippewa (or Ojibwa if you're in Canada) seems to have migrated west with the French fur traders. They fought with the Sioux (using firearms from the French) for what is now Minnesota's (Land of 10,000 Lakes) abundant fur bearing animals for almost 100 years. That's how the Lakota branch of the Sioux tribe became Plains Indians - the Chippewa pushed them south. How bad were the battles between the Indian tribes? They actually went to the American government in 1804 and asked THEM to establish tribal boundaries to end the warring! The Chippewa were traders rather than hunters or crop growers for food, though when they also got pushed onto the Plains, they depended on the buffalo as much as the Lakota for so-o-o many of their daily needs.
The Great Sioux Nation - probably originated in North Carolina, moseyed west and ended up hundreds of years later in what we now know as Wisconsin and Minnesota. (Hey! John and I went across the river into Minnesota just last weekend to shop at Cabela's and see a movie!) This is when the Sioux split into the Lakota, Nokota and Dakota. As the Chippewa pushed the Lakota, the Lakota pushed the Cheyenne - farther west and south.
The Lakota both hunted game and grew crops, but were more into tent-camping than living in fixed housing.
A-l-l Native American tribal society was organized along family lines, relied on their elders to pass on their individual oral histories, were very spiritual, very flexible in that they had to adjust to new homelands as circumstances moved them geographically, and finally, they were all impacted by the white man's incursion on their lives and lands. (But how was that different from the Chippewa incursion on the Sioux?)
Simply transitioning tribes from the east to the west changed their diet from wild rice, fish and forest game, to buffalo, and to access the buffalo the tribes had to become more nomadic, their lodges transitioned from permanent wigwams to moveable tipis, the canoe was given over to horses, breakable pottery gave way to skin pouches which were lighter, easier to pack, and essentially unbreakable, soft-soled moccasins were uncomfortable on the plains and so they evolved into hard-soled moccasins.
The endless flow of Europeans onto the North American continent literally overran the Native Americans, brought epidemic diseases and death, booze that was maybe as devastating, and ultimately forced Native Americans onto cramped reservations. Those reservations still exist. We have traveled through a couple of them during our travels; those reservations are not pretty places...
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