By Mark Monroe
This autobiography of Mark Monroe, a Lokota Sioux Indian, describes his lifelong confrontations with racism, violence, own hardships together with alcoholism, unemployment and disorder in addition to his founding of the yank Indian Council in 1973.
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We were kind of a backup to rifle companies and to whoever was on combat duty in that particular area. We were all afraid. I was very afraid, and I think even 32 • CHAPTER. III the officers were afraid. We had only one officer whom I knew and saw many times. He was our company leader, a lieutenant. The other white man was Corporal Gossett. I think there were a few other first gunners on the one mortar in our squad, and I met them. They were in the same position we were. They had ROK soldiers who made up the rest of their squads.
The next day he drove Butch and me into town. Butch was sitting in the front seat of the pickup with him while I was in the back with all those greyhound puppies and their mother. When we got home, my mother got mad at first when she saw me, but then she started crying when I got out with my little greyhound puppy. I was very happy, and I kind of figured this was my whole summer's salary, as these hounds were worth hundreds of dollars! The most vivid memory I have of sheep-herding occurred toward fall, probably around the middle of August.
Just once in a while we would have a hot meal, but we would have to go quite a way from our gun emplacement to get it. But on that Thanksgiving our combat patrol was sent out, and my squad was the one accompanying the rifle company. I always remember marching along a long, winding road in the mountains. I was carrying the bipod of the mortar, which comes in three pieces, a bipod, a tube, and a base plate. Each one of these pieces weighed approximately thirtyfive or forty pounds, or maybe a little bit more.
An Indian in White America by Mark Monroe