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Since 2015, People of One Fire has been read in almost every nation!

Since 2015, People of One Fire has been read in almost every nation!

As of today, 1,141,250 articles have been viewed in the People of One Fire from around the world.

I do believe that we are beginning to have an impact! Lordy Mercy!  Our articles have even been read in Greenland, throughout all of Polynesia, the Falkland Islands in the South Atlantic and even the Seychelle Islands in the Indian Ocean.  POOF even has two subscribers in the Vatican!   More sophisticated internet media, now under construction, will even broaden that impact.  However, it was not always that way.  For all you new subscribers,  we are going to give you a little bit of our history. We have come a long, long way, folks!

The Secret History of the People of One Fire

2000 – Creek and Seminole descendants began making friends around the nation via the internet over the new Creek-Southeast website and message board.  We had been scattered to the winds by the events of the early 19th century and were now coming together.

2000 (September) –  Women, whom I had dates with, began complaining that Sheriff’s deputies and Georgia law enforcement had called to tell them to say that I was a serial killer and (if they had children) a pedophile.  After then, I began focusing my romantic efforts on Native American women.  Native gals were not intimidated by such calls.  

After this section, I am going to skip over a lot of similar experiences over the past 20 years, even though they are the reason that I had time on my hands to do research into our Native American heritage.  The problem is that several types of organized crime and occult groups have thoroughly permeated all levels of government.  It is not a situation where the majority of law enforcement officers have betrayed their oaths.  However, much of what has happened since 2010 cannot be understood, unless you know what happened before then.

Basically, the situation is that many Americans in positions of authority are in such a state of delusion that they think is “okay” to change history, lie about anything or persecute any person . . . as long as their “side” wins.   The falsification of the Southeast’s Native American history was often tied to criminal, political extremist or occult activities.

Phony investigations, used by organized crime’s moles,  were fabricated to get illegal wire taps from magistrates, who regularly rubber stamp such requests.  They ratcheted up a wide range of criminal activities that I was supposedly participating in . . . including being a serial killer, pot dealer, eco-terrorist, Indian grave robber, pedophile, predator of college coeds, Marxist or Al Queda terrorist (Bush Administration),  Rightwing anti-government terrorist and potential presidential assassin (Obama Administration), owner of attack-killer dogs, atheist,  etc.

2001 (September 11) – A dear friend of mine . . . potentially a future wife . . . was killed by the collapse of the second World Trade Center Tower as she was fleeing the WTC hotel.  Until then, she had been describing the horrific events by telephone as they took place before her eyes.  Needless to say, it took a long time to recover from that loss and trauma. 

Meanwhile,  a retired Marine, who worked as an investigator for the Pickens County, GA District Attorney’s office, began following me around on my professional chores.  He called up my private sector clients to tell them that I was a draft evader and a suspected serial killer.  For the next nine years, I was constantly harassed and sometimes physically attacked by groups of Vietnam vets in Pickens County or surrounding counties.  No one ever thought about looking at the Georgia Tech annual, which listed me in the Naval Reserve battalion there.  By the way, the physical attacks never turned out well for the attackers.

2001 (November) –  Two weeks after the Homeland Security Administration was created by executive order, some of its agents contacted all of my architecture and planning clients to tell them that I was an agent of Al Qaida.  Municipal clients were told that if they continued to use me as their planning and historic preservation consultant, they would lose all federal funding.  During the second week of November,  all seven of my municipal clients cancelled their contracts with me.   I would go seven months without any professional income. 

2001-2002 (winter) – In order to keep my sanity, while having no work and no income,  I began making pottery from clay in my back yard.  I built a wood-burning kiln since I had no money to pay someone to fire them.  Prior to going to Mexico on the fellowship, I was required to take three courses in ceramics and ceramic engineering, so I was not exactly a novice.  One of my new Creek friends from the internet site suggested that I sell these bowls and figurines.  In April 2002, I went to a Little Green Corn Festival in Sparta, GA and made several hundred dollars. By the time that I had a booth at the Ocmulgee Native American festival, I had bought a kiln and was making $1200 a day selling Creek and Maya ceramics.

A small sample of some of the hand made ceramics that I produced between 2001 and 2012

2004 –  Six members of the Muscogee-Creek National Council came up to my booth at the Ocmulgee Native American Festival to look at my booklet on the architecture and planning of Ocmulgee and the pottery.  That soon resulted in the continuous chain of contracts with Native American tribes and the State of Oklahoma, which lasted until December 2009.

2006 (April) – Creeks were outraged that year when the Georgia Parks and Historic Sites Division permanently banned the annual Creek Festival at Sweetwater Creek Park . . . for no reason.  Its new Director, Becky Kelly, then un-invited the top elected leaders of the Muscogee-Creek Nation to speak at the Annual Creek Barbicoa at Etowah Mounds . . .  then changed the name of the fund-raising event to “A Woodland Feast” and invited an Eastern Band of Cherokees tribal employee to speak in their place.   Kelly then ordered all art and books by Creeks to be removed from the museum store . . . to be replaced by Cherokee authors and artists.

We decided that there needed to be an organization in place, which would monitor the disturbing new shenanigans being committed by state employees in several Lower Southeast states.   Ric Edwards suggested the name, “People of One Fire.”  It was the name of the original Creek Confederacy.  For the remainder of the year,  we periodically sent “newsy” email letters back and forth, describing our research.

2006 (December) –  The Georgia Department of Transportation issued a press release, which announced that a contract had been let with an newly-minted archaeological firm, which would prove that the Cherokees had been in Georgia for 1000 years. The project involved the widening of a bridge over the Etowah River near Ball Ground, GA.  (Hint – one of the locations where organized crime wanted to build a “Cherokee” casino.)  The supervising archaeologist was moving to Georgia from Illinois and had absolutely no education or training in Georgia Indigenous Cultural History. She was also given a $20,000 contract to write a history of the Etowah River Valley.

The GDOT issues dozens of contracts to consulting firms a year to study the impact on historic and prehistoric sites.  Never before or since have they issued national press releases PRIOR to the beginning of the dig. In fact, there has only been a few projects in the past 50 years, which have even been mentioned to the public.

Only a few days after the Georgia’ DOT’s ludicrous press release to statewide media,  the Museum of the Cherokee Indian in Cherokee North Carolina issued a national press release that inexplicably made headlines around the nation and was also awarded publication in almost internet news outlets.  It modified the GDOT press release to say that the archaeologists had already proven that the Cherokees had been in Georgia for at least 1000 years and that Etowah Mounds was built by the Cherokees.  

Only Proto-Creek artifacts were found at the town site.  It had been founded around 800 AD and abandoned in the late 1600s . . . probably because of the 1696 smallpox plague.  However, the Georgia DOT never issued a public statement or press release at the end of the excavation.  Ultimately,  Joyce Bear, who was then Muscogee-Creek Cultural Preservation Officer was allowed to look at the report, but the general public never had access to the report or a summary of the report.  If there was a “History of the Etowah River Valley” published by the same archaeological firm, the public was never aware of it.

2007 – The original 18 members of the People of One Fire became more formally organized at this time in order to fight what at the time seemed to be overwhelming odds. Who could imagine that high ranking administrators in Georgia’s state government would have “erasure of the Creek People’s existence” as a primary objective?   For the next three years, individual members sporadically sent out People of One Fire newsletters, when they wanted to inform others on their discoveries.  At the max, we had about 180 subscribers.

2008 – Meanwhile, the Great Recession struck first in Georgia before it spread to Florida and then the rest of the nation.  Board members wrote fewer and fewer newsletter.  One key member died after contracting a strange fungal infection at an archaeological site in southern Georgia.  After many architecture firms in Georgia had closed their doors permanently, I continued to stay afloat because of contracts with Native American tribes.  However, after all my contacts at the Creek Nation were fired by the new principal chief,  my income collapsed.  I would have gone belly-up in late 2008, had not I been asked by the State of Oklahoma Centennial Commission to design their Trail of Tears Memorial.  By that time, I was writing about 75% of the POOF newsletters.  That same year,  most of the staff at Etowah Mounds and New Echote State Historic Sites were either laid off or put on part-time status.  Tennessee and Alabama completely closed some of their historic sites. Those were grime times.  In late 2008, the Georgia Department of Commerce announced that 90% of the businesses in North Georgia associated with architecture, engineering, surveying, construction and real estate had gone out of business.

2009 – Relatively few POOF newsletters were sent out – A tornado struck my house at 6:30 PM on Good Friday, April 10.  I was inside the funnel for what seemed like an eternity.  – Another tornado would strike the cabin I was living in on March 22, 2017!  I had no income for five months after completion of the Trail of Tears Memorial at Council Oak Park in Tulsa.  

I managed to stay under shelter by going on food stamps and using my charge cards liberally, thinking that I would soon have plenty of money to pay off short term debts and repair the tornado damage.  The insurance company paid very little on the first tornado because it was water damage – they said.    I was owed $18,000 for designing a shopping center.  The Bank of America promised that I would be paid when the building was finished from the loan closing disbursements.   The check was cut for me at the closing.  However, the stupid loan officer agreed to give it to the developer to forward to me.  Instead, he forged my name on the check, cashed it at the same bank then flew to Belize that night.  The Pickens County District Attorney would do nothing.  The US District Attorneys office in Gainesville would do nothing. 

When I attempted to sell my childhood coin collection,  someone in law enforcement called the coin dealer and told them I was using the coins to bribe children for sex.   When I went to another coin dealer without calling, two Homeland Security cars pulled in parking lot, close behind me.  They called the owner of the shop.  I don’t know what they said, but he gave me a pittance for the 19th century silver dollars – not much more than a dollar a piece.  However, I needed the money just to buy gasoline to get home.  When I got home, the extremely valuable silverware from Taxco, Mexico that I had inherited from a great aunt, was mission from the house.

A mortgage servicing company in Mississippi, associated with the Dixie Mafia and not licensed to do business in Georgia, foreclosed on my loan, even though they didn’t own it.  It was illegally held by some private investors in Houston, TX.  After the illegal foreclosure sale to FannieMae on the courthouse steps, the Mississippi company bought the actual mortgage from the Texans and apparently destroyed it.  Meanwhile, FannieMae was offering me a mitigation loan because I now had a contract to design a municipal recreation facility.  However, another division of FannieMae gave me three days notice to be evicted on Christmas Eve.

HOWVEVER – POOF co-founder, Ric Edwards, called me on December 14, 2009 and suggested that I apply for a writing position on the National Examiner.  It would be a way of earning some money until the architecture project started up.  I applied immediately and was interviewed on the Friday before the Monday, when I was handed the eviction notice.

2010 –  This was the real beginning of the POOF newsletter.  I was living in a tent in the Snowbird Mountains of North Carolina, near Fontana Lake, when notified by mail that I had been hired by the National Examiner as their National Architecture Columnist!  I didn’t tell them that I was homeless . . . just that I was temporarily located in North Carolina.  I initially sent in articles from the county library then later rented a booth at a video games parlor in Robbinsville, NC.   At first I wrote on modern architecture, but very few people were interested.  I then shifted to the fascinating archaeological sites I was visiting or even discovering and quickly attracted a huge following around the nation.   Whenever I wrote an article on early Southeastern history, I wrote a summary of it and sent it out as a POOF newsletter.

2011 – During most of this year, I was living in an abandoned chicken house, a couple of miles from Track Rock Gap.  The office, where I lived, had a telephone and internet connection, so I began writing POOF newsletters more frequently.  I set up my computer on a folding picnic table.  Nobody else within our original group was contributing articles anymore.  On June 21st I was writing the first of many Examiner articles on the Track Rock petroglyphs.  My dogs were thirsty so I took them across the road to a stream.  While walking to the stream, I noticed ancient rock foundations stretching along the power right-of-way.   After the dogs has splashed in the stream for awhile, we continued up the slope and saw a series of terraces.  I thought that I had found a Sephardic Jewish farmstead from the 1600s!

Throughout the fall of 2011, I was constantly being threatened by black-clad neo-Nazi’s in Union County, who were working for the local drug dealers.  They had vandalized my car several times, so I was wary of leaving my car down in the Track Rock parking lot for very long.  Track Rock was seldom visited prior to the publicity in 2012.   So . . . the first time that I got to see a lion’s share of the ruins was on Thanksgiving Day of 2011, when I knew that all the crumb-bums would be enjoying Thanksgiving with their love ones.  My other set of photos came on Superbowl Sunday of 2012, for the same reason. 

By mid-December, I was certain that the Track Rock Terrace Complex was identical to the Itza Maya terrace complexes that I had seen in the Chiapas and Guatemalan Highlands.  I published the first article on Track Rock in the December 21st issue of the Examiner . . . two years to the day from when I had received an eviction notice.   I expected to garner maybe 1200 readers, at least some of whom would be archaeologists, who then would submit grant proposals to study the site.  Instead, the next day there were already 250,000+ readers and by Christmas, over 2 million primary views.  An executive with the Examiner called me on Christmas Eve to congratulate me.   Total readership of the copycat articles around the world was probably at least 200 million . . . maybe much more.  The main newspaper in Mongolia even reproduced the article.  However, the article was blacklisted in Georgia.  Few Georgians knew about it or the premier of America Unearthed in December 2012 until years later.

2012 – POOF’s readership exploded in response to the Examiner article. – Our POOF readership quadrupled then all hell broke loose in March 2012.  Suddenly I was being attacked from every direction.  A flyer was being passed around Southern Baptist churches that described me in vile terms that they normally only reserve for Jimmy Carter . . . the Devil Incarnate, they would have you believe.   I had just moved into a basement apartment.  My landlady evicted me on short notice.  The lock pin was removed from my steering column.  If the steering wheel had fallen into my lap on a mountain road, I would have gone off a cliff. 

It was also in March that my pottery kiln and canoe were stolen from a rental storage building in Hiawassee, GA.  That ended my career as a ceramicist.   The cost of kilns had increased drastically in 11 years.  I could not afford another one.   By chance,  two years later, I found my canoe in the backyard of a small farm about 75 miles from my cabin.  It had a distinctive Creek design on the prow and my official photo in the Examiner showed me paddling that canoe.   I made a deal to the family via the Towns County Sheriff’s Department.  I would not press charges or ask questions, if he would turn over the canoe to me that day.  The man agreed.  He did tell me that my kiln had been taken “by a lady from North Carolina.”

A CBS reporter called me to question my credentials.  He said that a man, who had called him back after the reporter had left a message with the Perdido Bay Creek tribe, told him that I had been taken off the rolls since I was not a real Indian.  The reporter added that no one in Oklahoma had ever heard of me.  He said that federal law enforcement had told him that I had a long criminal history and was “a delusional loner and drifter.”  A prominent archaeologist had told him that I had no educational background in Mesoamerican archaeology and never had even been in Mexico.  Of course, everything that proved who I was  . . . was in storage until June 2018.  I did get Chief Bearheart of the Perdido Bay Creek Tribe to call up the reporter and tell them that I was indeed a member of the tribe, had more Native blood than most of the other members and was well-liked.  A member of the Muscogee-Creek National Council called him up and said that he was the person, who first hired me.  Nevertheless, the pejorative comments convinced CBS to axe plans for a documentary on the Track Rock ruins . . . or even to interview me in person. 

The Travel Chanel was issued a permit by the US Forest Service in late February 2012 to film a program at Track Rock.  That film was eventually condensed to a 15 minute segment in a series on “haunted places in America.” In April I received word that National Geo and PBS had axed plans for their documentaries because they had been denied access to the Track Rock site.  The History Channel was also denied a filming permit, so I assumed that its program was a dead horse also.

Of course, the History Channel went ahead with the filming of the documentary, which was turned into the Premier of America Unearthed.  America Unearthed filmed two of its most watched programs at heritage tourism sites in Georgia.  Both the filming and the broadcasts were black listed in Georgia.   It was impossible for most citizens in the state to even see the premier of America Unearthed, even if they had known about it.  Georgians were still learning for the first time about Track Rock in 2016, when the program was posted on to Youtube.

When the editor of the online edition of the Athens Banner-Herald newspaper mentioned in an article about a terrace complex near Athens . . . that it had similar features to Track Rock’s . . . he received an angry email the next morning from the US Forest Services regional public relations officer demanding that he retract the mention of Track Rock Gap in his article.  There are some very crazy people in mid-level management in the US Forest Service that need to be removed from the taxpayers’ dole.

So the only weapons I had to fight with were the Examiner articles and the People of One Fire.  It was during this period that I sharpened up my writing skills . . . mainly by writing all the time!   LOL

2013 –  This was a golden year for the People of One Fire.  Two more TV programs were filmed about the “Mayas in Georgia.”  Marilyn Rae found the 450 year old French book, which described an expedition through the heart of the Creek Country in 1653.  The archaeologists decided that we would go away, if they pretended that we didn’t exist.   The police harassment stopped . . . well, except that every time I drove past the University of North Georgia Campus to go to Walmart, its campus police would race out to the edge of the campus to protect their gals from me.  That means that they put a tracking device in my car, but otherwise no one was bothering me.  During the six years that I lived in the Dahlonega Area, I never went on the University of North Georgia campus. 

Eventually, the Criminal Justice professors at UNG began using my car for teaching classes in surveillance. College students would follow me around with an APP  in their cell phones, which picked up signals from a bug in my car.  I now know that it is behind my radio and can be turned on and off by a signal from the Lumpkin County government radio tower.  Everybody there assumed that I was some sort of criminal mastermind because despite over a decade of being monitored by cops 24/7, they could never find a crime to charge me with.  No one apparently considered the possibility that I had nothing to hide.

The book by Charles de Rochefort, which Marilyn uncovered, opened up my eyes to the profound influence on Creek culture from Peru.  There was no doubt about it.  The Swift Creek Culture had come from Peru and there were MANY Peruvian tribes in Tennessee, Alabama, Georgia and northwestern Florida. The tribes in Southeast Georgia were all from Peru or northern South America.  They were not Muskogeans.  These discoveries spawned two books, written jointly by Marilyn and I, plus a book on Fort Carolina by me alone.

The research that I did for books became articles in the People of One Fire.  Readers were a bit surprised by the descriptions of Peruvian influence, but overtime they began to see what I had seen.

2014 – In August 2014,  the new owners of AOL decided that the POOF newsletter was spam.  Every time that I sent out a newsletter, AOL would shut down my access to AOL mail.  We eventually came up to a solution.  Dennis Partridge, the owner of Access Genealogy, offered to create a Woodpress website for us.  He would get the income from a single ad placed in each issue.  That solved the AOL problem, but eliminated most of our readership.  We started out with 12 subscribers and only had 32 by the beginning of 2015.  It is hard to be enthused when only about 32 people are reading your articles.

2015 –  The viewership of People of One Fire grew slightly in 2015, but still was not at the level of when I sent newsletters directly to recipients in 2014.  Meanwhile, the National Examiner brought in yet another round of MBA types to manage the company and screw it up worse in an effort to squeeze out more profits.  The new management hit on the idea of having no employees.  They could maximize profits by merely getting ads from old articles, written by people, who were no longer working for the Examiner.  As more and more writers were terminated, that brilliant expression of greed started a drastic reduction in readership for most of the remaining writers, but I stayed in the top 10 of writers and therefore thought myself safe.  However, the management kept on lowering the payment schedule to the point by June that my income had dropped over 90%.  Even at 100%, I was still had been below poverty level.

In early August 2015,  it was thought that former President Jimmy Carter could die at any time of brain cancer.  I was an acquaintance friend of the Carter family during the time he was governor.  In memory of Jimmy, I wrote a non-political article about my visits to the governors mansion, the time that Jimmy paid for a group of college student leaders to spend a weekend at Unicoi State Park near Helen, to discuss what the United States would be like in the year 2000 . . . and especially, the Saturday afternoon that I spent with Jimmy, his children and Senator Joe Biden, listening to Southern Rock records.   Jimmy was one of the youngest governors and Joe was the youngest senator.  Two months earlier, he had been elected to the US Senate and simultaneously mourned the loss of his wife and children in a car accident.  It was a non-political article . . . mainly about what famous people were like before they became famous.

Twenty-four hours later, I received a terse email that was not even addressed to me. It opened,  Dear <my email address>,  As of this morning you are no longer associated with the Examiner and will not from this date forward receive payments for your articles.  You can no longer access your website.  The Examiner has a very large legal staff so don’t even think about bringing litigation against our corporation.  So, they couldn’t afford to pay me $32 a month, but they kept $100,000 lawyers on the staff.  A few days later, I received an email from a friend still on the Examiner staff that about the time I was fired, the remainder of writers received a curt memo telling them that anyone made any favorable comments toward a Democratic politician, they would be fired immediately.  She subsequently quit and went to work for the Huffington Post.  Ini less than a year, the new management of the Examiner had greeded themselves out of a job.  The website was closed in July 1916, due to lack of readership and therefore, profits. 

2016 – Our POOF readership was still lower than what it had been before the switch to WordPress, when I got a plea for help by Creeks in Oklahoma.   The new principal chief had turned the Creek Nation into a organized crime syndicate.  Was there anything that I could to help?  After 16 years of surviving life in the Fourth Reich, I had become very good at sleuthing.  I was able to dig up quite a bit of dirt on that tribal administration.   POOF published the expose’ in early February 2016,  the article had over 17,500 readers in one day and spawned numerous articles, quoting my research, in most of the major Oklahoma newspapers.  The POOF article was credited with sending the Second Chief to federal prison and the principal chief losing the next election.  Immediately, our number of subscribers and readership jumped.  They have been steadily rising since then.

2017 –  Internet E-zines and news services put the conventional newspapers out of business.  Now excessive advertising is killing internet news.  Many webpages are so crowded with ads that readers seldom look at them intentionally.  In late October 2017,  our webpage sudden had many more ads and the webmaster no longer responded to my emails.  I can’t tell you what happened other than the server for our articles was henceforth located in Missouri.

I noticed that even though our number of subscribers had increased substantially,  most of our subscribers were not even reading the articles. Much of our steady increase in readership is coming from Google searches, which results in persons from around the world reading one or two articles then moving on.  I am not sure what this means, but suspected that it was at least partially the result of entering the video age.  More powerful and  compact digital devices had made possible the widespread consumption of videos on personal computers and portable devices.  In response, I establish my own Youtube Channel, also called the People of One Fire, in December 2017.  So far, 27 videos have been posted there.  Its viewership and number of subscribers are increasing at a far greater rate than this website did.

2018 and 2019 –  I am now in a situation and a location, where I could do much more field research.  Writing articles for POOF and constant monitoring of comments requires an inordinate amount of time.  This article took an entire work day for which I received no compensation.  If I am going to have time to do field research,  I will not have time to write frequent and lengthy articles.  The layout of POOF is not compatible with multiple architectural graphics or professional reports. Henceforth,  detailed architectural, urban planning and linguistics reports will be published on another website, which I own.   It is formated like a professional magazine.  POOF subscribers will receive brief summaries of professional reports and Youtube videos then will have the option of jumping to these sites to obtain detailed information. Information technology is evolving at a staggering rate.  We must evolve with it or become obsolete overnight . . . like my classmates at Georgia Tech, who had great careers in architecture or engineering until they refused to jump to CADD and word processing on computers.  Within five years, they were “put out to pasture” while in their forties.

 

 

 

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Richard Thornton is a professional architect, city planner, author and museum exhibit designer-builder. He is today considered one of the nation’s leading experts on the Southeastern Indians. However, that was not always the case. While at Georgia Tech Richard was the first winner of the Barrett Fellowship, which enabled him to study Mesoamerican architecture and culture in Mexico under the auspices of the Institutio Nacional de Antropoligia e Historia. Dr. Roman Piňa-Chan, the famous archaeologist and director of the Museo Nacional de Antropologia, was his fellowship coordinator. For decades afterward, he lectured at universities and professional societies around the Southeast on Mesoamerican architecture, while knowing very little about his own Creek heritage. Then he was hired to carry out projects for the Muscogee-Creek Nation in Oklahoma. The rest is history. Richard is the Tribal Historic Preservation Officer for the KVWETV (Coweta) Creek Tribe and a member of the Perdido Bay Creek Tribe. In 2009 he was the architect for Oklahoma’s Trail of Tears Memorial at Council Oak Park in Tulsa. He is the president of the Apalache Foundation, which is sponsoring research into the advanced indigenous societies of the Lower Southeast.

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  1. jamesrhodes666@msn.com'

    Richard, most interesting and fascinating history-as you know, you, sadly, are not the Lone Ranger. Right after I became “politically” active (some like to call this being a human rights activist)-our home was foreclosed on even though we were a month AHEAD in payments. After a short legal fight, this was dismissed as ‘clerical errors’ and, of course, no one was punished. I had an interesting IRS audit. When my wife’s work discovered who she was married to, there was an immediate ‘financial crisis’ and she was laid off and could not find other work until she went back to her maiden name. I was terminated from my teaching job because (false) documents appeared naming me-not a joke-as the “Western States Organizer for the Communist Party! (I would later represent the State Department overseas as a Fulbright educator.) I could go on but the last insult, to date, is when my military pension was cut off because someone had entered I had RENOUNCED MY CITIZENSHIP. It appears ‘our friends’ have way too much time on their hands???

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    • Renounced your citizenship???? I don’t think that even my oppressors, could have thought up that one. The thing is that I was never politically active. I think that the folks in Pickens County, GA thought it would be fun to mess up somebody’s life. It would make them feel like bigshots.

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  2. eric@wallaceelectric.com'

    Because it is such interesting material ,from such a well informed writer , produces a diverse audience from around the world. I enjoy ever article you send me Richard & thank you

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    • And thank you. My first attempt at video taping an archaeological site in dense forest didn’t turn out so well. The next day I did better. You will soon see real videos instead of just glorified power point slide shows.

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  3. wrdwevr@comcast.net'

    Hi Richard,
    Thanks for the review of your amazing journey. I treasure our long-time friendship. While I remember many of these experiences, I’ve learned so much more today. Hope I will be able to keep up with the new technology in my dotage. Keep up the good work and Godspeed!

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    • I treasure my friendship with you. You are a beautiful person and soul.

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  4. Would it be possible for you to write an article on this extremely important information? You see the Uchee were the base population upon which later immigrants to the Southeast mixed. That means that a lot of Southeastern Native American descendants carry at least some Uchee heritage without knowing it. The labs have been interpreting the Uchee combination of DNA from Scandinavia, Ireland and NW Iberia as Post-Columbian colonists.

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