I'm an award-winning former reporter for both the Chicago Sun Times and Arizona Daily Star, published author and optioned screenwriter who spent 8 years on the Hopi reservation as wife of a Hopi artist, and over 20 years as a teacher and administrator. My latest book, "The Keka Collection," was released in February, 2013.
“HEY CHIEF!" the sun-reddened, gray-haired tourist called, approaching my husband's kachina doll booth.
It had been a great day at the big Indian Market so far. But I had a feeling…
"Hey!" he called again, grinning. "What time is it chief?"
My Hopi husband lifted his head and set aside his carving knife. I had a barely controllable urge to take it up and brandish it in the greenhorn's flushed face.
"Got any idea what time it is?" he asked - again.
"Sorry," my husband said, patiently. "I forgot my watch."
"Hey!" Whaddaya mean? I thought you Indians could tell time by the sun!" the greenhorn guffawed. Cracked himself up, the old boy did. He'd probably been waiting all day to do that to someone.
My husband smiled... and returned to his carving.
I don’t know how he does it.