Health
The visions of my father, Isaac Curley Sr., come and go with each passing month and season. My father was born on March 25, 1922 and raised on the Navajo reservation. His home was a hogan, the family subsisted upon livestock, no modern conveniences and news was gathered only by word of mouth.
There is a thriving movement in Indian country focused on food sovereignty and increased control of local food systems. Like other assets in Indian country, Native food systems have been colonized, altered and, in some cases, destroyed.
Urban Indians are not new to the urban scene, as New York Times reporter Timothy Williams suggested in his article, "Quietly, Indians Reshape Cities and Res
The “dental divide”—the absence of services and access to dental health services in low income communities—is real, especially in Indian country.
On Tuesday the Supreme Court will hear arguments in the case of Adoptive Couple v. Baby Girl.
The mainstream media has continued to make repeated factual errors when reporting on the high profile Supreme Court custody case involving a Native American father and his daughter.
Every Cherokee Nation citizen deserves a long and healthy life. I believe that means access to quality health care, and as Principal Chief, I made a commitment to our people to address this critical issue.
Early in my marriage, my husband was a vegetarian who didn’t eat eggs. It’s not that he had any moral quandaries against them, he just didn’t like them.
Few of us have been unscathed by alcohol, and I am no exception. A close Cherokee relative, big-hearted and kind when sober, was a mean drunk who finally ended his life in a drunken header off a bridge. When my son was 7, I had to tell him a drunken driver had killed his best soccer buddy.
There is a situation brewing in western South Dakota that has quite a few people concerned about the safety of soldiers in the South Dakota Army National Guard. It’s not that they will be going overseas to fight.
Genocide has found a new disguise: that of adolescent suicide. According to the Indian Health Service, Natives who fall between 10 and 24 years of age have the highest rate of suicide of all racial groups. Despite this epidemic, we’re still failing to address it head on.
“Don’t use that picture of me,” said my mother about one of my recent articles, “I look like I’m right off the reservation.” Her statement was rattled off unthinkingly, but it’s action-packed
The intersection of my identity as a gay man and a Chippewa Cree tribal member begins at the intersection of Route 87 and Highway 448.
On November 28, 2012, Indian Country Today Media Network published this article on the diabetes problem in the Native American community.