Biography of
Larry L. Bailey
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I am a Westerner, blood, bone and soul. I am more at ease on a horse than in a vehicle. I belong to the land, not the land to me. I am an outcropping in human form of the spirit of this wild, fierce, overwhelmingly beautiful part of planet Earth. I live on a ranch crossed by a creek lined with beaver dams and populated with most of the wildlife originally found here including an occasional wandering cougar. My family has horses and cattle and sheep and goats as well as the whole compliment of fowl. A flock of wild turkeys makes it's home with us and flies home to roost atop the chickenhouse every evening. We produce almost all our own food and usually have a year's supply stored around the place. My white ancestors came west in
covered wagons and lived at peace and mixed with the Native people they
found here, so, in the parlance of Sherman Alexie, who comes from the
neighboring Spokane reservation, I am from the "Little Bit
Tribe"; - I'm a little bit Indian. Among my children are two
dark and beautiful half-Native daughters and I consider it an honor to
be their father. It was not the people of the Earth, the farmers and
ranchers who were driven to exterminate the elder peoples here but the
urban people, the politicians and merchants who saw them as
impediments to hegemony. To us they were our neighbors and relatives and
still are. Almost half the population of our region is Native and
the Colville Reservation in my home |
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