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DescriptionKAIBETO MEMORIES: a trader's daughter remembers growing up on theNavajo Reservation at Kaibeto Trading Post in remote northern Arizona,1936-1960. By Elizabeth Anne Jones Dewveall.With her parents our authorwitnessed first-hand a special chapter in U.S.-Native history as theytraded with a rural population of Native Americans. Theirs was anisolated operation that was open dawn to dusk nearly every day. Theirtrading post provided canned meats and fruits, tobacco, ammunition, andcloth for dress-making-- and received in exchange sheep hides, wool,artfully-woven rugs, and silver-and-turquoise jewelry. Transactions werein pawn, credit, or cash. There was no other store. The Natives adaptedtheir culture as the traders adapted theirs. Elizabeth Anne makespoints, often incidentally, that understanding and cooperation are theways to meet mutual needs, with a byproduct being acceptance ofdifferences that begets mutual respect.For instance, trader parentsRalph and Juia Jones interacted compatibly with their patrons andoccasional employees in ways that induced a Native couple to name theirchildren Ralph and Julia: "Little Ralph" and "Little Julia".And again,Elizabeth Anne tells of "watermelon day" when a truckload of the sweetand juicy fruit arrived from the nearby Hopi Reservation, and allpresent sliced and slurped together: "We may have been a group dividedby language and culture, but on watermelon day we were supremely unitedby taste buds and flavor. "The Kaibeto Memories were remembered longafter their occurrence, for during recent COVID downtime Elizabeth Annerecorded her experiences for family and friends. After urging that herstories were an important aspect of U.S., Native, and Southwest historyand anthropology, she allowed them to be published for others.Nowabandoned, the Kaibeto Trading Post was situated near a life-givingspring in a region where roads were more like paths in the sand and overrocky ridges, snow-covered in winter and subject to flash floods anytime. Here is where author Elizabeth Anne spent her childhood, with moreNative Americans as playmates than those of her own race and where shelearned to be a young trader. She chronicles incidents withrattlesnakes, favorite dogs, fishing in a now-forgotten desert lake,exploring nearby canyons alone, visits from relatives to her "digs"--always in the context of an only child in close contact with involvedparents--and then away to distant schools, and finally her own marriageand operation of the post as her own family comes to be.To ElizabethAnne, some of her stories must be told. Here is another:"We had a picnicwhere some huge cottonwood trees provided luxuriant shade. I was at thestage of pregnancy where I didn't care if I had a boy or a girl, I justwanted "it" out... I was seated on the ground, leaning against a treetrunk and thinking I was not going to be able to get up until my husbandshowed up to help. I dozed off and then heard footsteps. When I openedmy eyes, it was not Bob who stood there but a little Hopi man named MarkQuarshero. In his right hand he held a beautifully painted gourd rattlewhich he began shaking over my bulging middle. It didn't take long forhim to tell me there was a little girl in there. He gave me the rattlefor her protection, then walked away as if he had done the most normalthing in the world. SueAnne still has the rattle. I still have the sweetmemory."
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