My husbands going back to work, the price of gasoline, using my schooling with economics to help us survive makes for even more of a shut-in circumstance than I have ever had. There are no complaints here. The beauty of the neighborhood, loving friends, who call and invite me to eat out, challenges on a daily basis to keep hope, all are conditions of my world.

Regardless of how carefully progress in a conservative society is guarded, somehow or another, I am gifted with a clue of what is happening with the people outside my space.

“WOW! Do you see that?” I exclaimed to my husband.

Crossing the road and turning in front of us was a semi-truck pulling an extra long, flat, trailer.

“What is that?” I was intrigued by what, was actually crossing our path.

“Looks like some sort of huge propeller.” My husband commented.

“It is so big! I’ve never seen anything so massive. Do you suppose it is connected with the Kaw tribe. They said they were planning to set up a wind farm to provide electricity. I heard them speak about installing it on Chilocco land. Those people who are working with Chilocco now are very closed mouth as far as I’m concerned. They know I report on activities so they carefully clam up when speaking with me.

The wonderful fall weather caused us to turn into a space where a temporary kind of flower and sales for plants was established.

“Where’s the road to turn?” Rodney was confused because of the street being rebuilt and torn apart.

“Don’t worry, I’ll find it.” I grinned. A bit of inconvience for a drive wasn’t bothering me. Not when plants are involved.

We visited with the friendly little woman who helped us find good buys for cabbages, cheery fall mums, the latest development in crepe myrtles and while we talked our eyes were drawn to another mammoth propeller being trucked down the busy street.

“Do you know anything about those?” I asked the woman.

“Well, not really.” She replied. However, my husband is of the Kaw tribe and it might be an involvement they have with building a wind farm.

“At Chilocco?” I pressed for more information.

“Well, I don’t know about that.” She was being careful.

“Hmmmmm!” I was more than curious. To myself I thought, “Well, well, well! How interesting!”

So you see, dear loved Chilocco former students, I am still able to report to you, after a fashion, about the goings on of events in and around our old campus. By the way, there is a meeting at the Johnny Ray McCullah building on the Kaw community, October 13, 2007. It is pot luck for lunch at noon. The alumni meeting will be at One (1) o’clock.

Directions: At the stop light in Newkirk, turn east and travel maybe a mile. Drive out of town a short distance and you will see the Kaw community on the south (right)side of the road. Chilocco Alumni, Associate Alumni, and anyone, interested in what, is happening are welcome to come, enjoy a meal with us and stay for the one o’clock meeting.