14 April 2010

i wonder if they knew how grateful i'd be

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It just kills me, all the gorgeous old chiefs posing in front of fake backdrops for posterity. Crazy Horse wouldn't do that, it is said, and we so can't know for certain if we've seen his face, but a lot of them did, despite the killers taking their pictures like gawkers at a fatal accident. I think maybe the thing that decided them was their descendants.

I'm sitting here gazing at this itty bitty picture of my dad sitting on a stump when he was 22. He was a hunk. All the girls have loved him everywhere he's been his whole life. All the nurses and aides are crazy for him still. I envy them. They get to see him every day.


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