I read and reread your moving article, “Fresh Red Clay”

Observation: Jay Z and Beyonce are basically the Sonny and Cher of the music world now…or, the Captain and Tennille. Seems that there’s one set every generation. And yes, they’ve been irrelevant for a while now. All’s they need to do now is to record, “I Got You, Babe”.

We’re still waiting for the sidewalk we were promised. 

As I considered the discussion to come that evening, I wondered about how many of these mounds were at the cost of lives cut short by the use and abuse of drugs.

While apathy in modern cultures is not an unusual thing, it is much more impactful in relatively small communities like ours. 

I was privileged to participate in a presentation regarding human trafficking a few weeks ago, and the statistics were alarming.

A reader and tribal member sent a commentary to the One Feather. She wanted to report what she felt was a racial discrimination against her during a negotiation for a vehicle at an Asheville dealership.

Our sense of being Cherokee has been tainted by years of assimilation, some of which came by force and some by the lure of living a life of exorbitance. More money, power, and influence became the way of life.