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Diane and I fell in love as late 20th Century Indians so her family didn't ask me to prove myself worthy by giving them twelve wild horses. But if I'd been forced to enter that primal battle then you better believe that I would've borrowed twelve lassos and saddles from a dozen of my rez cousins and then trekked into the wilderness to do my city boy best.
A beautiful love story!
There is nothing for anyone as wondrous as a strong relationship. So very grateful for my partner. Once an aerialist now disabled with lupus, our partnership stays as strong as that brilliant New Mexico day 6/6/87 on our student ghetto rooftop, when Patsy Jojola (Isleta Pueblo) opened our path and blessed us so warmly...Next day: high desert cracks of thunder and much needed rain fall...