My son’s friend gave Dan some Cowboys and Indians action figures. This was long before years of video gaming wore down my resolve never to have violent toys in the house. Dan sat and watched me cut off all the cowboys’ rifles. “What’s this?” His little confused face scrunched into a disapproving ball as he held a tiny crouched figure the stump of its hand pointed at an unknown enemy. “The men are doing Tai Chi.” He picked up an Indian still holding his spear. “You left the weapons on the Indians.” That’s when I told him about Sitting Bull.
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