I DID NOT KNOW WHY
priscilla jean kowatsch
Astoria, Oregon, USA
August 02, 2002

I did not know why I was picked up at night by a family and their little girl my age. We may have been 5 or 6. I was tired and I don't remember much about the trip. Just that we crossed over a dark water too immense for my understanding. When we arrived at the Gov. Indian school, I had no idea I was to stay there. No one explained. I was just whisked away down the corridors of the dorms.

This may have been 1946: At Warm Springs, Oregon.

 

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