Network Post; Byron Sully
Whilst trying to perfect navigating with this device I found the National Museum of the American Indian. Completely the wrong direction from where I was intending to go.
I spent quite a bit of time wandering around the museum and I'm caught between feeling glad it exists - it means people can learn something about the Indians, which is more than more than a lot of folk in my time want to do. But it also feels a bit wrong somehow - cause they ain't just moccasins or beads or feather dresses - they're my friends, and there ain't anything in that museum that tells that story.
And then I started doing some research on the network thing and found to my frustration there are still reservations. But then I also saw that Ben Nighthorse Campbell, a Northern Cheyenne was a US Senator from Colorado, so some things clearly have changed cause that wouldn't have happened in my day and it made my heart glad to see it.
They had a photo of Chief Black Kettle in the Museum - which, I was pleased to see cause he was a great man, but at the same time it was just a photo. Ain't nothing that tells anyone that walks in that museum anything about how honorable he was, or what a good friend he was. End result of the whole day is that I miss Cloud Dancing.
Náhevésenéhenôtse.
And this network is good for something - I can say 'he is my friend' aloud Cheyenne, but I'd have had no idea how to spell it.