we had our own caravan to sugar creek yesterday. mary and I took Andrew and Samuel with us. joe and sas took our grand daughters kinikwe and miamikwe with them. we made it a family outing.
I have been to sugar creek about 5 times. each time I came in from a different way. I relied on gps to get there this time. the last time I went there with gps guiding me I was taken over 20 miles of graveled roads. not so this time. it was all pavement.
we arrived just before supper. we had time to walk down the trail to see what they call the indian well. according to the sign by the well, it was dug and rock cased two years before the potawatomi arrived. the indians didn’t know they were going to be forcibly removed from their homelands but plans were made for their arrival to sugar creek. the well was used during the decade potawatomis lived at sugar creek.
we walked along the trail where the nun the potawatomi called ‘the woman who always prays’ lived. she later was canonized as a saint. no doubt she witnessed many of the potawatomi dying around her regularly. there probably was nothing she could do but pray.
before and during supper I was able to visit with the ones on the caravan I knew. I knew about 10 of them. I also visited with almost everyone else gathered at sugar creek. they were all friendly and open to talking.
I was glad my son and grand children were able to be present where some potawatomi history occurred. I want them to know about history. often I hear people recite potawatomi history that is incorrect. they must only hear what they want. or perhaps they are averse to saying ‘I don’t know’.
I heard some say the prairie band were on the trail of death. they don’t know that the ancestors of what became the prairie band came from the Chicago area. the indiana potawatomi were the ones forced marched on the trail of death.
various bands of the potawatomi intermarried over the years. a percentage of the prairie band do have citizen band blood in them. it is true that some of the prairie band roll have ancestors that were on the trail of death but it is from their citizen ancestors.
we were among the last ones to leave sugar creek yesterday. the caravan was on the road for about a week. I imagine they were anxious to get home. our grand kids wanted to play on the playground. it took some doing to get them to leave.
we stopped at the Haskell pow wow. we didn’t stay long. they were having a giveaway that was taking up some time. the boys were tired so we left. by the time we got home we all went to sleep. it was a good day trip.