Here in the great Southwest, they are a definite reality.
And in my case, they are also my employers.
"No big thing," Granny shrugged, "He had twelve wives, and who knows how many children."
My mom used to shake her head, "The very first picture I have of you is you sitting on a ninety-two year-old Squaw's lap!" My great-great-grandmother, Quanah's daughter.
We're fadin off into the sunset...