08/22/2020
Copied from page 36, chapter 5, (Denial of Deity) of The Greatest? by Jerry L. Stafford
When Don and Debra entered the room, Jack was at a table near the back of the restaurant. Don looked striking ly different he thought, than he had when Jack had conducted the funeral for their baby, Tammy. His head was now sparsely covered with gray hair that was just short of white. Jack had not previously noticed the large glasses that suggested Don probably had read many books, but they were a mark of distinction, he mused.
Don's stern countenance disappeared as he offered a friendly smile when Jack invited them to join him.
Debra had not changed much since Tammy's funeral. She was somewhat shorter than Don, with a little darker complexion. Her dark brown eyes had a hollowed empty look; her black hair, she had kept neatly before, showed neglect and dishevelment. She was a little bit on the heavy side, apparently, Jack thought, she had gained a little weight, but she was definitely not obese by any standard.
After a few pleasantries, Debra addressed the issue from her point of view: " You have guessed,by now, that I'm part Indian.
My father was Navajo, at one time, he was well thought of among our people. One night he went to Phoenix and met this Bilagaana (white woman). He brought her to his hogan and married her.