Warm Welcome Zuni Pueblo - The Inn At Halona - Harvey Girls Museum Belen NM

After a foggy and snow showery drive from Second Mesa, through Gallup, we arrived about 8 PM at The Inn at Halona in the center of the Zuni Pueblo.  Erica, the check in person, seemed amazed at my size, at least my height as I introduced myself in Dakhota -English inside the store...Was totally dark and found the entrance to the Inn and the house next door, that I had read about on line.  I Dutch family tradition....When I entered room 22 upstairs, the room was filled with native art, blankets etc, and the rainbow man on one of the pieces of furniture struck us.

 Here is the rainbow dancer/kachina like image that was on a piece of furniture. Colorful welcome to Zuni Pueblo!

 

One of the local Zuni women, was ready for me, as Erica had me order the night before. Walking in right at 7 AM I had the table to myself, blue corn pancakes, ham, potatoes and scrambled eggs, salsa, coffee and lots of fruit juice like apple and grapefruit.  And then others came to sit at the table, 2 guys from El Paso Texas who are doing maintenance for the refridgeration units at the Halona Market down the street.  Learn a lot of history soon, when Roger Thomas, the apparent CEO and COO of the Halona Market and Inn here in downtown, central Zuni Pueblo ------

 

Roger Thomas, also a multilingual person, from the south of France, Grenoble, sat down and 

filled me in on the history of The Inn at Halona as well as the Market-Grocery Store his son now manages.  Really a warm welcome to the center of Zuni Activities.  While in the dining room and living space in the morning, I noticed some very colorful art, and inquired about it from Roger.

 

A veritable kaleidoscope as described by Roger, with many Zuni images, I soon found out his neighbor "Patrick" Sanchez created much of the art in the buildings. 

  
We were especially struck by the rainbow image coming from the Mesa, the same mesa, according to Zuni history, their people stayed at during the Spanish invasion from the south, so they were able to keep their spiritual traditions away from the controlling religion of the Spanish Christians.  Fun images of life and dance of the Zuni Nation.......this is part of a larger work, Patrick created. 

 Upstairs door into the rooms including #22 where I stayed.....

 Morning view of the mesa to the east from the center of Zuni Pueblo...then I went to find the A:shiwi A:wan Museum & Heritage Center, Zuni Museum just kitty corner from the Inn.  I was greeted by Curtis a traditional man, who cautioned me to not take any photos of people in the museum --I asked about finding a T shirt with the Great Seal, and he like Roger, said mostly for fitness events, get a T shirt or hooded sweat shirt.  Also I asked about the Zuni artist We'wha, and he said the tribe and language is not exactly a two spirited tradition. Curtis has been to the Smithsonian and the tribe is working to update the understanding of her life. From Wiki "the tribe recognized We'wha's lhamana traits and her religious training was then handed over to female relatives. She then learned the skills of the Zuni woman, grinding and making corn meal, making ceremonial pottery, cooking, and various domestic tasks" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We%27wha

Seal at the Museum


 
Art in the museam with spirit renditions and the mesa in the background with pueblo features.

 Museum Image of Onate Rock Etching16 April1 605-ZuniMuseum on El Morro rock

Image on El Morro Light rock "Roman Garcia Jurado 25 June 1709 on Way to Zuni"

 

Ramona The Inn at Halona Staff person, holding a give away of Minnesota petroleum free Manomin from Honor the Earth of the White Earth Group organized by Winona LaDuke with Roger Thomas at the Entry to The Inn when there was room at the Inn for a Two spirited sycamore from the north!

 Sign for the Inn At Halona that I drove by in the dark, now I will be able to find the place more easily when I return. 

While driving down old Route 66 west of Albuquerque we discovered a link to the Belen NM Harvey House Museum, and we headed an unexpected detour.  My Glessner Grandparents just loved the Santa Fe Railroad and my mom, Peg Weaver wrote in her Rememberings, Memoir "P 13  TO CALIFORNIA WITH MY PARENTS My first trip to California was before I was school age. Some one, probably Grandpa Glessner or Aunt Mary, drove my parents and me to Mortimer, a few miles north of Findlay, where the train conductor often yelled: "All aboard!" We left on a steam-engined Nickle Plate Railroad train bound for Chicago. There we transferred to the Santa Fe Railroad where we enjoyed a drawing room, playing games and watching the scenery roll by. In the evenings we often sat outdoors on the rear platform of the train listening to the click-clacks of the train going over the joints of the rails. When I was awake in the sleeping berth during the night, I heard the ringing of warning bells at railroad crossings in towns. Disembarking at a train-stop, the strap of my toy bag broke, spilling everything all over. I burst into tears.

For my second trip to California, when I was in the fifth grade, my parents took me out of school. Again we took the Santa Fe from Chicago. The train became uncomfortably hot, but if we opened a window for air we might get cinders in our eyes. At Flagstaff; Arizona, our train car was switched off for a side-trip to the Grand Canyon. Because it was snowing hard, most of the day was spent in a small, stone lookout building with a warm fire in a large fireplace and a wonderful view of the Canyon. Going through Arizona I had a glance at a large meteor crater as the train traversed its edge. On this, or our earlier trip, we got off the train to eat some of our meals at Fred Harvey Restaurants next to the train depot. (I

suppose some trains lacked dining cars.)

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At the end of my junior year in high school (1927) I made my last trip to California when we drove in our Buick sedan, equipped with extra gasoline in a large can on the running board,…. Using Blue Book cards (about 5x10 inches) which we had obtained from the American Automobile Association, we followed the Santa Fe Trail, which frequently paralleled the Santa Fe Railroad. Because roads lacked signs with route numbers, each card included a small map with explicit directions to the next town, such as the number of miles to the next railroad track and, in town, the number of blocks to the next turn. "Blow your Claxon" signs appeared before sharp curves or one-way bridges. Claxon was a brand of automobile horn.

 The farther west, the worse the roads became. Many were not paved, though often in the process, making long detours rather common on narrow, bumpy roads. We drove into the beautiful mountains, through Trinidad in Colorado, Raton Pass, La Junta, Santa Fe, and Gallop in New Mexico. In the hot desert we encountered a sandstorm making it necessary to drive with the windows closed. There was no air-conditioning.

An interesting side trip to the Isleta American Indian Ruins in New Mexico took us on a narrow road fording dry stream beds. At the Petrified Forest in Arizona, we acquired a polished sample of vividly colored, striated agate, and at the Painted Desert bought a small glass vial containing strata of the many colored sands. "

Here is part of the permanent exhibit in the old train station, with images of the Harvey Houses 

 From the internet " https://www.newmexico.org/listing/belen-harvey-house-main/2616/
The Belen Harvey House opened in 1910. It served Santa Fe Railroad passengers until 1939.

A string of Harvey House Beads in New Mexico.  Poster. 

From the film running in the Museum  ----the red dots for each of the Harvey Houses. Imagine my mom and the Glessner grandparents ate at some of these when she was in 5th grade, about age 11, that she wrote about above.

 
Frederick Henry Harvey 1835 in England - 1901 in Kansas  - A great read is Appetite for America : How Visionary Businessman Fred Harvey Built a Railroad Hospitality Empire That Civilized the Wild West by Stephen Fried


Coffee Urn from the era of the Harvey Houses.  No bathrooms in the station Harvey House here, as they were served in a short time, 30 minutes and suggested all use the facilities in the trains to keep everyone running ---:-)  Funny times of the service industry and the trains. 


 
Harvey Girls dresses, fashions changed during the years of Harvey Houses.   


 
Here we are, wearing the classic Harvey Girls T Shirt from the Belen Harvey House Museum, with a Santa Fe yellow switch engine behind in the rail yard here.  And of course a bell to summon the passengers back onto the train!  

Sunday from Valley of the Sun through Williams, Monday - South Rim Grand Canyon to Second Mesa

 Sunday morning the 13th we left the Valley of the Sun loading some food and water from a Costco Stop in Paradise Valley part of Phoenix.   Curious about the fallout from the orange haired clown, some call their President, with his Wally World Vision of reality with our Mexican friends and neighbors, and sure enough the National Monuments we tried to visit, were gated in a Welcome American Citizens. and we could see the beautiful surrounding area un encumbered by Federal officials.  God grant us the serenity.....:-)

 Montezuma Castle NM, welcoming gate, with headlights of likely a Park Ranger in the distance, lest some tax payer and citizen might "jump over the wall"  we backed off and went on our merry way.


View from the mountain road after passing through Jerome AZ, looking down at Verde Valley  - Stopped in Chino Valley to have a snack and beverage with Sandy Dufresne, Paul Coombs niece and then found an Airbnb in a trailer park that had a heater that gave no heat.  Grateful I have a down vest!

Up to drive to the rim and 6:30 from the Valle area Airbnd. 7 AM breakfast at El Tovar Hotel served up by James from Pennsylvania  --white table clothe, Chinese tourists at a another table from Shanghai  --Zaijian----
 
Icicles hanging from the soffets as the sun rises to add warmed to the Canyon beyond.

 Sunlight in the Canyon as we moved along the rim to see different views.
 
View from the end of the Hermit Road where another Mary Colter building Hermit's Rest was visited

 
Sign as we walked to the Desert View Watchtower, informing us of Mr Trumpster's latest wall gimmick and how it is affecting the people he might sometime learn to listen to, and care about. Hope springs eternal. Pray for man to have some empathy for the people.  Wicozani.  

warm Earth Tones of the Watchtower and the hoar frost of the morning as we drove east out of the National Park that is Grand Canyon.

Selfie at the Watch Tower. 

 Lunch at the Hopi Cultural Center at Second Mesa, some traditional lamb and hominy soup, and a Hopi Taco with mint tea. for my early afternoon lunch.  Soon stopped by to visit Joseph and Denise Day at their nearby shop TSAKURSHOVI a mile and a half east of the Center, where I met many traditional Hopi wood carvers and witnessed the their shop is a real Hopi Cultural Arts Crafts and traditional language place to stop. Great place to listen.  And I was directed to see the mesa top villages from the road as I drove east -----through Dine' Lands----to Gallup and then Zuni Pueblo.

View of Hopi Village sites from the Second Mesa Hiway as we drove east on Monday Jan 14 ----

Carleton College Class of 1969 - Reunion Planning Session Jan 11-12 Scottsdale AZ

For over a year, three committees consisting of members of the Carleton College class of 1969, have had a  mission of co creating a fun and inspiring reunion to occur in Northfield MN June 20 - 23, 2019

 View from north entrance of the Sagauro Hotel in Scottsdale to the northwest, with Camelback on the horizon --https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camelback_Mountain--Once part of the Pima- Maricopa Reservation the Arizona Territorial Legislature reversed the decision in order to ensure the primacy of the 5000 non-Indian area residents as well as their continued access to Salt River water.^[6]

 Classmates from the  Gift, Outreach, and Program Committees taking a break on the east side of the hotel on Saturday.

 

Tom Weaver (this writer) and Leslie Gordon, at the break....grateful for the vibrant colors and people too! 

Final session with the 3 committees together L - R Paul Dragsten, Kelly Rowan (staff), Pete Chun, Chris Brunelle (staff), Anne Cheney, Sarah Forster (staff) , Brad Lewis, Mari Aylin (staff) Bill Jokela.

 Reunion Committee on the steps of Sagauro Hotel, after finishing up Saturday PM. 

Scottsdale Old Town - Regroup to Roosevelt Dam & Apache Trail

 

Thursday morning awoke at my Mesa Airbnb, and after visiting with a Minnesota friend Marilyn of Gary Engler's for a hearty breakfast at Mesa's Crackers on Greenfield, we headed west into Scottsdale to check our our meeting venue, Saguaro Hotel, on the Old Town Pedestrian Mall.

Our Carleton Class of 1969, 50th Reunion Volunteer Committee is meeting with Sarah Blaisdell Forster, who is coordinating our "Milestone" 50th Reunion. 

 

Helen Scott (on Old Maud) with Winfield Scott, the founders of Scottsdale memorialize in statue in front of the Old School Museum on the pedistrian mall not far from the Sagauro Hotel.  We went inside as recommended by the reception staff, and then met the head of the parking staff, and found a place to park for the event with a dash board slip for parking.  Found a great Coffee and Bike Coffee place under his direction called REGROUP.  we did regroup, with the help of a man from Wisconsin and South Africa!  

  

Scott display in the School House Museum -----nearby met folks around a video presentation on the water and power, that the white settlers envisioned, and Teddy Roosevelt, helped to politically carry out. Check out the Wiki entry https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theodore_Roosevelt_Dam

 Tonto Basin with a mountain peak, Mazatzal Range, Mt Ord? with snow on AZ Hwy, 188 with Saguaro in front.  Gray day, with breaks in clouds.

 The arc bridge at the  Lake Roosevelt side of the dam that Hwy 188 crosses, before we turned right onto the Apache Trails, much of which we found is gravel and a lot of washboarding and shaking along the way.

 
Roosevelt Dam from the Lake Side Visitors overlook on a cloudy day.  Lots of Canadians here on 4 wheelers interestingly.  

 Apache trail side of the Roosevelt Dam ---just an overlook where I met some folks from Holland Michigan we talked about our Nederlander ancestors.

 View along the Apache trail down from the dam on the way to Apache Junction then to Mesa.

Another of the of the waters of other dams on the Salt seen from the Apache Trail on a cloudy day in January.

 Gray rental pony gathering some dust on the washboard road that is the Apache Trail! 

 Sign along the trail most of the distance is unpaved.  :-) http://www.americansouthwest.net/arizona/apache_trail/

 Cloudy view of the trail and slow curves.

Some blue sky and sun later in the day, down the road a piece.

Journey to the Southwest January 2019

 Left Minnesota at 6 AM in 9 degree windy weather and arrived Phoenix about 9:30 in time to pick up a Grey Dodge Caravan with NM plates at the National Car Rental  ===  As my Airbnb is in Mesa, we drove east right into downtown Mesa, complete with flowing water and light rail.  Found the Rendezvous Cafe' for a late breakfast that is in the tall City Building here.
 
Typical urban downtown here in the East "Valley of the Sun" lime scooters and in the background the decorative orange trees in front to City of Mesa Offices.  Temp now T shirt weather, 50's


 More urban art in downtown Mesa.

 

Huhugam Ki Museum "House of the Ancestors" on the Pima-Maricopa Reservation

In 1989 I went to the first international conference on Co Dependency where my Tunwin, Auntie, Elizabeth Anne Wilson Schaef spoke . During a break in a Scottsdale Hotel, I went to the reservation, BC "before Casino's and now much more development here. I brought some Manoomin, Manomin, differing spellings of the Wild Rice from Minnesota and Winona La Duke's Honor the earth. Talked with 3 native women and thanked them ("We still have a lot of addiction issues here, we are the decendants of the ones that made the canals for the water")  I had a vision to return with the bolo tie I have worn off and on in my 29 years since, in deeper recovery and give away some of the 

https://www.honortheearthmerchandise.com/harvest/

From "https://www.manataka.org/page2433.html

The Salt River Pima-Maricopa Indian Community is comprised of two Native American tribes: the Pima, or "Akimel Au-Authm," (River People), and the Maricopa, or "Xalychidom Piipaash," (People who live toward the water).

The Maricopa tribes were small bands that lived along the lower Gila and Colorado rivers. In the early 1800's they migrated toward Pima villages. The Pima, known as a friendly tribe, established a relationship with the Maricopa. Both tribes provided protection against the Yuman and Apache tribes.

The Pima believe they are the descendants of the "Hohokam," (those who have gone) an ancient civilization who lived in Arizona nearly two thousand years, dating as far back as 300BC. The Hohokam farmed the Salt River Valley and created elaborate canal irrigation systems throughout the valley area; that system, now modernized is still used today.

 
The Man in the maze logo -symbol for this tribe that struck me so many years ago. And I did pick up a small basket back then made of devils claw and another light fiber.  

 
Photo in the Pima Maricopa Museum caught my eye - The Hotel Westward Ho, is where my Glessner Grandparents stayed until the 1960's. Sent us a box of grapefruit during the winter in time for Christmas.  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Westward_Ho_(Phoenix) "
The building primarily served as a hotel from its grand opening in 1928 until its official closure on April 7, 1980.^[5] The facility also housed several offices and restaurants, including one on the 16th floor called Top of the Ho. There were also several gathering rooms in the hotel, the Turquoise Room on the 2nd floor where many marriage receptions were held, and a large convention center adjacent to the main hotel which could seat 1,600 called the Thunderbird Room where many of Phoenix's big events took place.^[6]
After the hotel closed in 1980, the new owners converted the building into a subsidized housing complex for the elderly and mobility impaired. Currently, the facility houses as many as 320 residents in 289 rooms which were recently renovated to make them more accessible for apartment residents.
 The 16-story building, which is 208 ft (63m) to the roof, held the title of tallest building in Arizona for over 30 years until the completion of the Meridian Bank Tower in 1960.

After my visit and give-away with the Pima- Maricopa folks I drove to Emerald Park in Mesa and walked in the park with 9 baskets to play disc golf.  Met a local guy who saw my orange discs and give me another driver.  Giving and receiving here on my Earth Walk. 

Pad for basket #2, with a small pond, water hazard.  Think a actually parred this one.  Grass is not Emerald this time of year in the East Valley Desert Climate

Uncle Paul Late Harvest Time Folkestone Nov 2018 -Restored Chair

 

Here is the restored chair that Paul Coombs mom had, and Sandy supported getting updated and repaired. This is the owner of Da Vinci Restorations, Daren Steneman, who restored the chair in his shop in Edina where I picked it up on Tuesday Nov 29th. 

  
Da Vinci Logo on the truck in the parking lot where I picked up the chair in Edina. 
 
Uncle Paul Tuesday evening dinner after the chair was returned to his room. 

 Bonnie the activities coordinator, working with a pumpkin pie baking team on Tuesday Nov 27 at the Gables Activity room.  Ready to eat in 2 days according to Bonnie.

 Thursday Harvest tea, Thursday Nov 29, with pumpkin pie organized by Bonnie Davis in red, with Uncle Paul Coombs at the end of the table with other residents.  Photo by tom weaver

 Thursday harvest tea with pumpkin pie Thursday Nov 29,  Bonnie with Paul at the end of the table

Paul with his dental bridge out (I usually wear it for a couple of hours - or more each day)
Note the back of Esther's chair that returned to his room on Tuesday.