I recall spending plenty of time with my grandparents in Kinistin. I loved my grandmother very much. She was very kind and was a great storyteller. She used to tell me about the pioneer times and the hardships and struggles that people had gone through. People in those days lived in harmony and helped and supported one another as a tribe. My grandpa was a stern and serious type of man. I used to help him feed his horses at the barn. The barn was made of logs and clay. We fed the horses with hay and oats. The horses were given water at the well every morning and evening. My grandparents weren’t poor,nor rich, just average kind of folks. My fondest memories of my grandparents were the times when we went to nearby general store to buy groceries. They also brought us some treats such as chocolate bars and soft drinks or bubble gum. Those were the happiest moments and times with them. Overall, my childhood wasn’t a happy one. It’s sad to say that I was robbed and deprived of many things that a child does when they are small such as playing with kids of my own age. Realistically, I have forgiven mom and dad for my upbringing. I understand that they did the best they could to raise us such a big family. I don’t know how they did it but they raised us somehow with good values and traditions. Most of all, they taught us to show respect for all mankind. For example, two of my brothers are used as elders today because they were taught to carry those traditions and the cultural way of life. As a result, we still value and carry those teachings from our grandparents. I always remembered my parents and grandparents as strong people, who stood to their values and respect for other people.