This is somewhat like the fate of Ishi, the Last Wild Indian in North America, who "stumbled into the twentieth century on the morning of August 29, 1911, when, desperate with hunger and with terror of the white murderers of his family, he was found in the corral of a slaughterhouse near Oroville, California."
Native historian, Jack Forbes, wrote, "The bulk of California's Indians were conquered, and died, in innumerable little episodes rather than in large campaigns. it serves to indict not a group of cruel leaders, or a few squads of rough soldiers, but in effect, an entire people; for ...the conquest of the Native Californian was above all else a popular, mass, enterprise."
Some of my grandmothers.
As a second-generation "white" Californian and also a descendent of a tribe whose name is lost in the "melting pot," I believe it is important that this part of our history be remembered, so we can create a more just and peaceful future for everyone, everywhere.