When I was growing up, the native people of the land where I lived were invisible to me. They were represented by museum displays as curiosities of the past. They were described as a subject for study by archaeologists. I never even realized that there were still Ohlone people living in the area.
What is it about some cities that seem to have squeezed out most of their joy and now find themselves stumbling along in economic depression and physical disrepair? The city of Spokane was always at a disadvantage in my eyes, because it’s not Seattle. I wonder if the greatest curse on a town like this is simply that the tale of the curse keeps being told? [Read more…]