Stories

Dine Woman, Window Rock AZ – This isn’t just a story, it’s how I feel when I look at what’s happening around us. I see companies coming into Diné land, wanting to take what we have, pulling from the ground without thinking about the people who live here. They don’t see what we see. To them, it’s resources. To us, this is home. This is where we live, where our families are, and where our children and grandchildren will continue to live long after they are gone.

Alonzo Cohoe, Sanostee NM – When I was younger, winters were different. Snow would start in October and last into May. I remember in my junior year of High School, 1980, everything was clear on May 5th, but the next morning we woke up to a foot of snow. There were no “snow days” back then. The bus still came down the dirt roads, and we walked half a mile to meet it, snow or sunshine.