David’s loving Auntie bought him his first set of Lego-imitation blocks.   Far cry from the picture’s depiction.  He would simply put 2 blocks together so they’d stand upright, like a person.   Red:White were Redcoats.   Blue:White were Colonial folk.   Blue:Yellow Colonial Army.   Solid Red were His people (aka Natives).

He depicted elaborate scenes in his mind, from a History not yet shared with him, whether by severely uninformed Adults or Hollywood terrible renditions.   He saw elaborate Villages, mountain ranges, and colonial villages, though he only Had the 2block figures.  Elaborate conversations depicting the unnecessary strife and complexities of Life taken-too-seriously.  Colonization and land occupation.   Even some rembrance of relocation and genocide of his [true] Peoples and the infamous 1890 Wound Knee Massacre in scary accurate detail. He remembers complaining to dad that he needed far more red blocks, specifically enough to represent 40 individuals (38 hung +2 shot; which he’d repeatedly depict as he ‘replayed’ true history), which were always laying horizontal by the end of his reenactments.   How DID David know this info!??   It wasn’t on TV (not that honestly anyway) in the early 1970s!!!

David’s sister Peggy, reflects pleasantly on how little David “kept the peace” and “coached everyone into Harmony” starting around age 5.   It was apparent to her, that he was not a typical kid.   He knew deep within, that he was a returning Peace Chief, and would eventually reclaim that humble title.

David and his dear sister, Peggy