Looking back at Julie's postings, I see she went to the "rehab" place last April and had not posted since. She had so much to say in the few words she's use. She'd been here since 2001. I thought I'd share just a few of her *gems*:

First, may her own Cherokee blessing return to her: "O'sda Utugi - - go with good hope."

On her own origins (where born:) I'll get this right now. West - By God - Virginia, under a Questioning Star. Spent early days near a bunch of coal camps listening to coal miners talk union and politics and pickin' and grinnin' and singin' and such. Weathered the We'll Save the Hillbillies from Themselves government programs of the 60's and 70's. Moved to the more civilized city of Charleston WV. For the better schools. Later got my college degree in Athens, OH. Lived a bit in FL., NY., and now in PA. State of my fathers' birth.

On Sept. 11: "This prayer I send up to those many who have entered the spirit world this day and to those many who have helped victims and to those many families and friends who have lost loved ones. The spirit of mother earth is not walking in beauty and peace on this day. Or many other days, for that matter. I also send up this prayer to those who feel they must take such actions and to their families as well."

About her dad...now she may be with him, again: "I used to sit and watch him do everything when I was little, paint the house, woodworking, build walls etc. I watched my mom too, but his jobs were far more interesting I thought. I used to sit in the bathroom and watch him shave. He used shave cream and a razor and to this day I can show anyone how he did it. We had to demonstrate doing something in speech class in high school one day. I hadn't prepared anything, but I was called on. After momentarily freaking out, I went to the front of the class and immitated my dad shaving!

Also, he sang me to sleep at night singing Leadbelly's Good Night Irene. Starting me down this long, slippery slope of folksinging!

Miss you, dad"

O'sda Utugi, indeed,

kat