On the Life and Death of my wife Joanne Shenandoah
By Doug George-Kanentiio
In 1976 I was staying on St. Regis Island. In June of that year, I was laying outside during a warm late spring night when a circular band of northern lights appeared above me. I was able to see beyond the darkness into my...
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