It happened once again. I was writing a post, had to go out, and obviously hit the “publish” button instead of the “safe draft” button.

Let me read what I have written down.

I’m feeling a little sad today. As you know, I am trying to sell my share of this building, one-ninth, but the co-owners of the building are sending away prospective buyers who may need to take a mortgage. In this building, if a co-owner fails to pay his or her mortgage, making payments becomes the responsibility of the other co-owners. That can be changed.

My Assignment

My realtor has asked me to speak to the co-owners of this building, but all I can say is that they are putting themselves at considerable risk. A few are very old. They may need to sell their share and move into a residence. My mother fell when she was 80 and lost the use of her legs. She spent the last three years of her life in an institution.
Wish me luck. I may not be able to persuade the other co-owners that they may have to change the rules and create a reserve fund.

Back to our Amerindians

I will now return to our Amerindians. Yesterday, I read James Mooney’s account of the removal of the Cherokee from Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Tennessee, Texas, and Alabama. They were sent to Oklahoma, but not without resistance. As Mr Mooney wrote, the relocation of the Cherokees was worse than the expulsion of the Acadians.

Sequoya, featured at the top of this post, worked on developing a written language for his people: the Cherokee. They were able to publish a newspaper.

Several Cherokees were Métis.

Source

James Mooney’s Myths of the Cherokee, Gutenberg [EBook #45634]

© Micheline Walker
18 August 2015
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