Looking down upon the earth from heaven, there are alot of things that I see. I am truly mourning over the death of my dear friend, Kiowa. Dying in a shit field is not the way to die. No one deserves to die in a field full of shit. Why couldn't he have died a normal death? It was pretty much determined that when no one was able to find him at that moment, everyone knew that he was dead. You could feel the tension and the grief between all of them. Although there are many that believe that Kiowa's death was their fault, it is no one's fault. We all are going to die sometime. Even though we may want to choose how we leave this earth that is not possible. But...I don't want to talk about that anymore, for I may just overwhelm myself with more grief that I can bare. For my dear friend Tim, taking Kathleen to the field where Kiowa died will forever by engraved in her heart. I think that is something that she will always remember because she is still very young. She doesn't really understand why she is there and what significance it holds. She doesn't understand why people fight in wars or why you can't forget things that have happened to you. She is too young to understand any of this. I understand that you want her to see the lifestyle, but waiting until she was a little older may have helped her to better to relate and helped you to better answer her questions that she may have had. I find it very symbolic that you decided to leave your moccasins in the field where our dear friend died. As Kathleen stands beside you and looks at you in awe, she will probably never know what happened in that very spot that you guys were stand in.