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Title Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Subject Indians of North America; Spiritualism; Fantasy
Description Fictional story of creation and the afterlife as seen by Native Americans of Utah.
Creator Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb (1907-1992)
Publisher Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb
Date Digital 2004-07-09
Date 1986
Type Text
Format image/jpeg
Identifier 130.xml
Source Original booklet: Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Language eng
Rights Management Digital image copyright 2004, Green River Public Library. All rights reserved.
Holding Institution Green River Public Library, 85 South Long St., Green River, UT 84525
Source Physical Dimensions 60 leaves ; 28 cm.
Scanning Technician Nima Rakhsha
Metadata Cataloger Denice Hoffman
ARK ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317792
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n

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Description Baker Sipapu 41 be a whole lot stronger. I think in about a month, you can swim by yourself, and we will sic the dog on you." "That's good news, I guess," Bob said after sorting out the metaphor. "Now that I know I can't do anything, I try to accept it, but when I can get around, what then? Will I ever fly again?" "Not commercially," Dr. Clark saw no reason not to give it to him straight. "But there are other jobs, even connected with aviation that you can do. Surely, your experience in the field will have some weight." Bob looked out at the mountain. "It's all I ever wanted to do," he said softly, "but maybe something else will open up." "Probably," the doctor agreed. "In the meantime, you get around as much as you are able, but be really careful of our leg. Remember, I have some investment there, too. Learn to use crutches, and try to walk a little every day. Pace up and down the hall, or around in here, and be as independent as you reasonably can. Let's aim for an April 15th discharge." When he was alone, Bob lay and looked out the window toward the mountain. Now that he noticed, it looked different, somehow worn and tired after the long winter. Spring had come to the ridges and valleys at the foot of it, and he knew that roads were a quagmire, and the fields too wet to work yet. It had been a winter of exceptionally
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Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317772
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n/317772