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Edition of 1300 of which 200 are signed 1-200,
26 are signed A-Z as artist's proofs, and three
sets are signed as progressives.
April 28, 1974 12
colors 18" x 24"
Men's Clothing Store, 101 Post Street, San
Francisco CA 94108. 100 copies to Hastings
99 copies to Thackrey & Robertson
1 signed copy to Charles Shere A-Z: artist's
(Print September/October 1974: Print's Poster
USA 74; Images of an Era: The American
Poster 1945-1975; The National Collection
of Fine Arts, Smithsonian Institution, 1975; Print:
50 Years of Graphic Design: The Shape of the
Decades: November/December 1989) (facsimile)
One time Dad and I was
a'ridin, and we was a good fifty miles from home.
Dry-I don't think it had rained in three years.
I heard somethin', and I held up my hand and Dad
says, "What d'yuh hear?"
And he listened and said, "Yeah, I hear 'em. What
So I listened, and I says, "It's a rain dance."
Dad says, "Let's go."
So we headed in that direction, riding pretty hard.
Maybe five miles. Before we got there, we dropped
our reins and tied our horses. The ol' man there
he untied his slicker from back of his saddle.
We was up within three hundred, four hundred feet
from where they was dancin', and we walked on in.
There wasn't an Indian there that didn't know Dad,
and me as well. It was the Hopis.
As dry as it was, both of us had our slickers.
I looked at that raincoat when he was takin' it
off his saddle; the old man was always ribbin'
me about Indians and coyotes and me. That rain
dance lasted for about an hour, and they wasn't
no more a cloud in the sky than there is now for
that matter. Nowhere.
All of a sudden it begin cloudin' up-and you can
believe it or not, we had to wait a day and a half
to cross an arroyo that had been dry, the water
raised so high. The bottom just fell out, and I
mean it rained.
They don't prepare for that rain with a raincoat-they
will take off their clothes and enjoy that rain.
Every Indian that was there come around and shook
hands with us because we'd had faith.
Excepted from a 1968 oral history of my grandfather,
William Odus Burch, who was born before the invention
of the airplane, and died after men had walked
on the Moon.