Thursday, March 4, 2021
In all these years since I last spoke with Ira, I have never forgot her. I actually felt she probably was still alive and
might outlive me. I would see an eagle fly over and think of her. She was trying to get out to the Wind River Reservation, and felt she was an Eagle Princess. She said she had a birthmark like an eagle. She has got to be the same Ira Sablan who I knew out in Hemet, CA. She told me she had spent a lot of time in Texas, and that her father was blue eyed sort of German looking ? Her mother Cherokee heritage. The last time I saw Ira, she looked much healthier, she had gone to a medicine man in Banning who gave her herbs. She came to see me at my Mom's place. I called her from downtown L.A. one night, standing in the dark, shoveling coins into the slot, as long as the coins held out. I told her, in spite of the flaws in the friendship, I was really was her friend. I really did care about her survival. She brought me to a PowWow once or twice. She enriched my life and I wish I had not lost track of her. A little belated. Somethng made me want to google the name and I just found out she passed. Godspeed Eagle Princess.