Read the beginning of The Sacred White Turkey by Frances Washburn:
"On easter Sunday in 1963, a white turkey appeared on Hazel Latour’s doorstep, pecking at the door as if demanding entrance. That turkey set in motion a series of events that would rock the community from end to end, upset the established order, and make some of the most traditional among us question our beliefs. Had I not been there, I would not have believed what was to come, and even after all these years, I still doubt my own senses, wonder about where the turkey came from, why it came to my grandmother, of all people, and where it went. That white turkey was wakan, and you know, some of our people say that word means holy, and some say, no, it just means something unexplainable, and a lot of things can be unexplainable without being holy. Some people make jokes and say that the BIA is wakan because nothing that bureaucracy does is explainable, and that makes the people who think the word means holy and sacred pretty mad. Disrespectful. Sacrilegious even, if you can apply that word to a belief system that isn’t Christian. I believe the turkey was both holy and unexplainable. I’ve tried a thousand explanations over more than forty years for all the things that happened, and none of them make sense. I can’t prove anything. I only know what I saw, me, with my own two eyes. Once you’ve heard the story, you can believe it or not.
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