Amerikali yazar, tarihci ve kutuphaneci Dorris Alexander ‘Dee’ Brown’in olum yildonumu (12 Aralik 2002)
" O zaman kac kisinin oldugunu anlayamamistim. Simdi kocamisligimin su yuksek tepesinden gerilere baktigimda, yerde birbirleri uzerinde yigili duran bogazlanmis kadinlari ve cocuklari, hala o genc gozlerimle gorebiliyorum. Ve orada, o kanli camurun icinde bir seyin daha oldugunu ve o kar firtinasina gomuldugunu gorebiliyorum. Evet, bir halkin dusu oldu orada. Guzel bir dustu evet... Sonra bir ulusun umudu kirilip paramparca oldu. Artik yeryuzunun merkezi yok, olup gitti kutsal agac.”
I did not know then how much was ended. When I look back now from this high hill of my age, I can still see the butchered women and children lying heaped and scattered all along the crooked gulch as plain as when I saw them with eyes still young. And I can see that something else died there in the bloody mud, and was buried in the blizzard. A people’s dream died there. It was a beautiful dream . . . . the nation’s hoop is broken and scattered. There is no center any longer and the sacred tree is dead.”
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