Comfort?

You rise in false triumph to face the unfamiliar church full of people—clusters of Bristol Bay and Tundra families—gathering with a smattering of bible-carrying city congregants who bend toward the shadows of your church on an early Friday afternoon. The folks welcoming me warmly had come in from the sunshine to pay respects to our ilung who hadn’t heeded repeated…

What Comes From Hitting Sticks

Bernice Joseph is many things to many people. She was a thoughtful, smiling, grounded, faithful lover and champion of our People. She was a laughing hugger. I am among her many relations. It was our kinswoman, Ma’s ilung Tun, Margaret Nick Cooke, who noticed I was the twin of Kathleen Meckel, Bernice’s Koyukun Athabascan, Dene’, sister. Tun introduced us to…