Let’s play a game.
Let’s say southern California’s water is oil. Haliburton is the San Diego Flume company, and I am descended from a long line of wild fires. I mean tribal leaders.
Somehow I’m very suspicious. My back hurts. I’ve learned amnesia is a foregone conclusion.
I’m forgetting something.
The Cuyamaca Flume transported mountain runoff and river water the 33 miles from my reservation to downtown San Diego. Its construction began illegally, in secret, in the 1880s.
I’m missing many cousins, have you seen them?
Ventura kept horses. He used them to ferry Indian people across the county’s mountain trails, like our reservation’s first taxi driver. You could say that, like his father, Ventura had a flock. They both went on to become “captains,” or chiefs.
Sometime much later comes me.