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    Posted on April 30th, 2008sherry100 Word Posts, History, Photography

    The redbud and the dogwood

    The mounds were, among other things, burial sites for important clan members. The VIPs were both men and women, some as young as 12. A mound excavated in Owen County in the 1950s contained remains thought to be those of a shaman. Four of the mans upper front teeth had (probably) been pulled (probably) to accommodate the modified wolf jaw found in the grave with him. Speculation is that wearing skull, skin, and the jaw, the shaman was transformed into a wolf spirit during religious ceremonies, when the clan was high on something like tobacco, smoked in carved stone pipes.

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