If you would have asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, there are definitely points in my childhood when I would have said, “I want to be an archaeologist.”
All in History
If you would have asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, there are definitely points in my childhood when I would have said, “I want to be an archaeologist.”
On June 1, Aaron and his brother Tim (Ike) placed half of their mother’s ashes on the rocks at Two Lights, Maine, in keeping with her final wishes. They stood and watched as the tide came in and carried the ashes out to sea at a place where Mary Alice and their father, Allen (also Ike), had spent many happy times together. Standing in that beautiful place, it was not difficult to imagine the first peoples who were drawn there, over 12,000 years ago.
Almost anyone you ask is willing to take a photo so that everyone can be included, and then are grateful when the favor is returned. There is no language barrier on this exchange of kindness.
My hope for the future is that we can learn from traditions that have exhibited loving and healthy integration of all persons, regardless of gender expression, into the life of the community. My hope for the future is that we will value relationships based on how healthy and loving they are and encourage relationships where people are respected and loved for who they are. My hope for the future is that we can see each person as a beloved child of God, who created the human family in all its glory and diversity.
The fact that this history has been covered over with a narrative that says, “they were never there,” has been blamed by local historian and anthropologist Mary Ellen Lepionka on the practice of Erasure…