Fastest way to get the Federal Marshall...

This past Scenic Drive for reasons I do not know, Maquon had a genuine Potawatomi Indian set up on the square for people to go visit and listen to stories since Maquon is an old Potawatomi Indian Village.   He had a tepee and everything and his set up looked about as real as you could get.  I personally should have went and visited with him, but I didn’t.  I really should have taken Dalton and Kolbie. 

This is our conversation on the way to school that day about this.

Me: Did you guys go up on the square and visit with the Indian this weekend during scenic drive?  Kolbie:  What Indian?  Dalton:  Yeah Aunt Tiff, what the hell you talking about?  Me: They are having a real Potawatomi Indian telling stories about his tribe, during Scenic Drive.  I think it would be fascinating and I should have gone.  Kolbie: I thought all the Indians were dead?  Me: There are lots of Indians still alive and well and living in their tribes.  Dalton: Yeah Kolbie, you just don’t see them because they live in the casino.  Me: Well, not really, yes, they own and operate a lot of casinos.  They don’t live in them.  Kolbie: They still live in tepees?  Me: Uh, no, they have houses.  Did you guys know that the hills behind Papa’s house are considered to be old Indian Burial grounds?  Several people have found Indian Artifacts.  Kolbie: What is an artifact?  Me: Tools and other things the Indians used to live back in their day.  Kolbie: Cool, I want to go dig up Indian bones.  Dalton: Oh Jesus Kolbie, that is the fastest way to get the Federal Marshall on your ass.  You can’t touch Indian stuff.  You certainly can’t dig them up.  Kolbie:  Why not I want to see bones?  Dalton: What part of it is illegal and Federal Marshall on your ass did you not understand.  Do you want to spend the rest of your life in jail?  Kolbie: It’d be better than going to school.  They have cable in jail.  Me: Well, ok, settle down, we are not digging up any Indians or their artifacts and no one is going to jail.

Needless to say no one went to visit the old Indian.  Which is really too bad actually.