My husband's Grandmother from generations back was a full blooded Seneca Indian. It's pretty amazing to consider and I often wonder how that history was passed on to him and our kids as a result.
When my Mom said there was a Native American gathering nearby, I figured what could be better than to see a tiny piece of their history - firsthand.
It was a beautiful day with awe inspiring, brilliant colors dancing with beats of song and drum.
Any chance there is to look into one's past no matter how great or small, usually turns out to be an opportunity of a lifetime.
When my Mom said there was a Native American gathering nearby, I figured what could be better than to see a tiny piece of their history - firsthand.
It was a beautiful day with awe inspiring, brilliant colors dancing with beats of song and drum.
Any chance there is to look into one's past no matter how great or small, usually turns out to be an opportunity of a lifetime.
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