Category Archives: Mothers Day

The Day Julia Joined the Osage

Posted on May 9, 2016 by Cynthia Coleman Emery

My uncle sat in the front seat while I drove his car, pointing out the sights on our drive to Pine Ridge—there’s Russell Means’ house, there’s the Agency, there’s Big Bat’s store. We parked the car and John, my daughter … Continue reading →

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A stick of gum for Mother’s Day

Posted on May 10, 2015 by Cynthia Coleman Emery

My earliest memories of travel meant loading up at daybreak in the back of the family station wagon with three of my sisters and armloads of pillows stuffed in between. While our parents planted themselves in the front we bundled … Continue reading →

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Being Brave

Posted on May 9, 2014 by Cynthia Coleman Emery

I wish I was as brave as my mother. She was the bravest person I know. We were in awe of her job as a deputy sheriff for the County of Los Angeles, and, as her photo attests, she cut … Continue reading →

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