As the sun rose over Alcatraz and seagulls screamed overhead, thousands of people stood in a circle, the scent of sage mingling around them, silent but for the mournful cry of a prayer song. Dancers in towering headdresses made their way into the circle, beckoning a cacophony of rattling beads and powerful drums. A fire roared from the center, and chants rang out across the island. The crowd was quiet.
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the "real" thanksgiving
Posted by: dai ichi | November 28, 2002 3:26 PM
As the sun rose over Alcatraz and seagulls screamed overhead, thousands of people stood in a circle, the scent of sage mingling around them, silent but for the mournful cry of a prayer song. Dancers in towering headdresses made their way into the circle, beckoning a cacophony of rattling beads and powerful drums. A fire roared from the center, and chants rang out across the island. The crowd was quiet.
Thanksgiving event on Alcatraz draws 3,500.
Posted by: xowie | November 29, 2002 6:55 PM