A Tribute to the Spirit of White Bear
TO THE SPIRIT OF AN HONORED ELDER OF THE HOPI TRIBE
WHITE BEAR
OSWOLD WHITE BEAR FREDERICKS
BACKGROUND
I met White Bear about 1941 when I was a young teenager. White Bear often came to our church to tell us about his nation and he came to our home, sometimes every week or two and we talked and listened to his stories and teachings. Our friendship was significant but unfortunately I did not recognize the full importance and influence until it was too late to go visit this old friend.
I did not understand the information he gave us about the history of his tribe. As Frederick Howell wrote in an introduction to a book about the Hopi discussed later in this blog, many scholars who tried to understand the history as told in the involved ceremonies of the Hopi failed to unravel its secrets. White Bear was born in the historic city of Oraibi. A member of the Coyote Clan, nephew of Wilson Tawakwaptiwa, village Chief of Oraibi. White Bear attended Haskell Institute in Lawrence, Kansas and Bacon College in Muskogee, Oklahoma.
This story begins with a New Jersey YMCA Camp, Wawayanda which was located near the Appalachian Trail and was moved for a time to Andover Township in Sussex County, New Jersey. We knew the manager of the camp, Mr. Melby and thus met someone connected to the camp, White Bear.
A FRIENDSHIP
He told us, as I remember, that 3 young men were sent out from the tribe to teach us non-Indians about the Hopi Tribe. We learned about some of their songs and rituals that were shown to the public and we were taught that the goal of the Hopi Nation was to help us understand the peaceful nature of their people.
As I grew as a teenager I obtained summer vacation time work at the camp and would sometimes get to work near White Bear and observe his activities. There was a large lodge where all the campers gathered to eat and he painted a huge mural of feathers which told a story about the Hopi nation. He painted a smaller one for me which I kept in my room. Many years later the lodge burned and I gave it as a remembrance to the owner of the property. After several years the camp was closed and sold and moved to a location higher in the mountains along the Appalachian Trail. The property was sold to Frederick Hussey and His Wife Nell. Fred and his sister were the heirs of the R.H. Macy estate. The H. in the middle of R.H. Macy stands for Hussey. Fred built a nice home plus a lake lodge which was a great picnic spot and also a large private airport. I used many of the facilities with my Family as a guest of Mr. Hussey and so it was natural that I give him the painting from White Bear showing the mural inside the lodge when it was destroyed
In the photos at the link I have provided you will see that the public stereotyped White Bear and insisted on calling him Chief White Bear and placed him in the role of an Indian brave. He seemed to be teaching young “braves” at the camp to use a bow and arrow and make and wear headdresses. It must have been difficult for White Bear to satisfy his hosts and then try to talk to them about the peaceful tribe of the Hopi. There is an old photo postcard in the link of photos as well. Although it is hard to distinguish White Bear you will see he is wearing a headdress.
When we sat around the dinner table we would listen to his stories and had an opportunity to ask questions. I asked him if they kept their horses in a corral as my friends did on their ranches. He said they did not so I asked him how they would catch the horses to ride. He told me they would run after them until the horses grew tired and then they could ride them. I thought he was teasing me with such a wild story but later, as two of my sons became distance runners I could understand that this could happen. I saw that with training humans could run for many miles and the horses, though strong runners would slow and rest and a youth could then climb on and ride. I also asked if he might be called to serve in our army during the war we were in. He told me no, that they did not know how old he was. Later I learned this was maybe putting me off. I have seen references to his age and the Hopi were not agreeable to fighting in wars.
After the Camp Wawayanda was moved and the land sold, White Bear went to Pennsylvania and worked at a large resort owned by Fred Waring of Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians, a well known and popular musical group. One time White Bear offered to help me get a job there but I was going away to school at the time and wanted to be home with my parents during the summers. White Bear did bring Mr. Waring to N.J. to meet my parents. Mr. Waring often went to New York City to meetings and he wanted to leave his children somewhere when his regular staff was not available. He liked my parents and sometimes stopped to chat. My parents offered to look after the children and arrangements were made and a new friendship developed because of White Bear.
A FRIEND IS LOST
After high school I went into the military for 5 years, then college and then tried to build a career and raise a family. I lost touch with my old friend but spotted him one day on television at a tribal meeting where he was described as an elder of the tribe. When I did have the time and resources I searched for him but received the sad news that he had passed away. I have collected a few photos, a piece of pottery with his mark and two copies of THE BOOK OF THE HOPI by Frank Waters with drawings and source material recorded by Oswald White Bear Fredericks.
MEMORIES
(View larger photos of White Bear by clicking on info about photos).
WHITE BEAR
OSWOLD WHITE BEAR FREDERICKS
BACKGROUND
I met White Bear about 1941 when I was a young teenager. White Bear often came to our church to tell us about his nation and he came to our home, sometimes every week or two and we talked and listened to his stories and teachings. Our friendship was significant but unfortunately I did not recognize the full importance and influence until it was too late to go visit this old friend.
I did not understand the information he gave us about the history of his tribe. As Frederick Howell wrote in an introduction to a book about the Hopi discussed later in this blog, many scholars who tried to understand the history as told in the involved ceremonies of the Hopi failed to unravel its secrets. White Bear was born in the historic city of Oraibi. A member of the Coyote Clan, nephew of Wilson Tawakwaptiwa, village Chief of Oraibi. White Bear attended Haskell Institute in Lawrence, Kansas and Bacon College in Muskogee, Oklahoma.
This story begins with a New Jersey YMCA Camp, Wawayanda which was located near the Appalachian Trail and was moved for a time to Andover Township in Sussex County, New Jersey. We knew the manager of the camp, Mr. Melby and thus met someone connected to the camp, White Bear.
A FRIENDSHIP
He told us, as I remember, that 3 young men were sent out from the tribe to teach us non-Indians about the Hopi Tribe. We learned about some of their songs and rituals that were shown to the public and we were taught that the goal of the Hopi Nation was to help us understand the peaceful nature of their people.
As I grew as a teenager I obtained summer vacation time work at the camp and would sometimes get to work near White Bear and observe his activities. There was a large lodge where all the campers gathered to eat and he painted a huge mural of feathers which told a story about the Hopi nation. He painted a smaller one for me which I kept in my room. Many years later the lodge burned and I gave it as a remembrance to the owner of the property. After several years the camp was closed and sold and moved to a location higher in the mountains along the Appalachian Trail. The property was sold to Frederick Hussey and His Wife Nell. Fred and his sister were the heirs of the R.H. Macy estate. The H. in the middle of R.H. Macy stands for Hussey. Fred built a nice home plus a lake lodge which was a great picnic spot and also a large private airport. I used many of the facilities with my Family as a guest of Mr. Hussey and so it was natural that I give him the painting from White Bear showing the mural inside the lodge when it was destroyed
In the photos at the link I have provided you will see that the public stereotyped White Bear and insisted on calling him Chief White Bear and placed him in the role of an Indian brave. He seemed to be teaching young “braves” at the camp to use a bow and arrow and make and wear headdresses. It must have been difficult for White Bear to satisfy his hosts and then try to talk to them about the peaceful tribe of the Hopi. There is an old photo postcard in the link of photos as well. Although it is hard to distinguish White Bear you will see he is wearing a headdress.
When we sat around the dinner table we would listen to his stories and had an opportunity to ask questions. I asked him if they kept their horses in a corral as my friends did on their ranches. He said they did not so I asked him how they would catch the horses to ride. He told me they would run after them until the horses grew tired and then they could ride them. I thought he was teasing me with such a wild story but later, as two of my sons became distance runners I could understand that this could happen. I saw that with training humans could run for many miles and the horses, though strong runners would slow and rest and a youth could then climb on and ride. I also asked if he might be called to serve in our army during the war we were in. He told me no, that they did not know how old he was. Later I learned this was maybe putting me off. I have seen references to his age and the Hopi were not agreeable to fighting in wars.
After the Camp Wawayanda was moved and the land sold, White Bear went to Pennsylvania and worked at a large resort owned by Fred Waring of Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians, a well known and popular musical group. One time White Bear offered to help me get a job there but I was going away to school at the time and wanted to be home with my parents during the summers. White Bear did bring Mr. Waring to N.J. to meet my parents. Mr. Waring often went to New York City to meetings and he wanted to leave his children somewhere when his regular staff was not available. He liked my parents and sometimes stopped to chat. My parents offered to look after the children and arrangements were made and a new friendship developed because of White Bear.
A FRIEND IS LOST
After high school I went into the military for 5 years, then college and then tried to build a career and raise a family. I lost touch with my old friend but spotted him one day on television at a tribal meeting where he was described as an elder of the tribe. When I did have the time and resources I searched for him but received the sad news that he had passed away. I have collected a few photos, a piece of pottery with his mark and two copies of THE BOOK OF THE HOPI by Frank Waters with drawings and source material recorded by Oswald White Bear Fredericks.
MEMORIES
(View larger photos of White Bear by clicking on info about photos).