Monday, September 29, 2008
AND THE WINNA IS
#1 Son!
He goes to an Indian or ‘Native American’ casino and wins $1,500! He sits down the first time in his life at a slot machine, and he wins!
Like me, he was expecting Sitting Bull to be behind one of the tables, maybe Geronimo making change.
I’ve decided I’m Native American.
I was born here. The “Native Americans” were born here. Their ancestors came from somewhere else, like maybe China. Mine came from Italy. TLW’s (The Little Woman’s) came from Ireland.
I understand the U.S. Government sets up programs to help Native Americans. Where do I get in line?
I can attest to the fact that I AM a Native American. My Mother used to yell at me all the time. “STOP RUNNING AROUND LIKE AN INDIAN.”
Mom, didn’t use a tomahawk to discipline me, she used a wooden spoon. That worked out pretty well, it kept me line for the moment and I got to taste what she was cooking that day! Of course, it would have helped if I didn’t say: “Needs salt!”
Well, the old reservation needs me.
Keep my pals Joan and Anita in your thoughts and prayers.
Thanks.
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