After 87 years at the Smithsonian, bones of Alaska Natives returned and reburied


After 87 years at the Smithsonian,

bones of Alaska Natives returned and reburied



Anthropologists once excavated the graves of thousands of Native Americans. Now museums in the U.S. are slowly working to return those remains and funerary objects to tribes.

A village in southwest Alaska recently reburied 24 of their ancestors who had been excavated by a Smithsonian anthropologist in 1931.

About half of the village of Igiugig crowded into the Russian Orthodox Church in the center of town on a drizzly fall day. In the center of the nave sat three handmade, wooden coffins that held the bones from the now-abandoned settlement of Kaskanak.

The remains were unearthed by Aleš Hrdlička, who was the head of the anthropology department in what is now the Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History. The question of how people originally came to North America and from where drove Hrdlička to dig up the bones of Native Americans all around the United States. Historians estimate that he took thousands to Washington, D.C., for research.

After more than eight decades in the museum’s collection, Igiugig’s ancestors finally returned home for reburial.

Avery Lill

Κορέα: Γνωρίζοντας την Ορθοδοξία – Η μεταστροφή της Κορεάτισσας Μαρίας Κ. από το Βουδισμό & τον Προτεσταντισμό στην Ορθοδοξία



Κορέα: Γνωρίζοντας την Ορθοδοξία

Η μεταστροφή της Κορεάτισσας Μαρίας Κ. από το Βουδισμό

& τον Προτεσταντισμό στην Ορθοδοξία



«Γεννήθηκα σέ μία κορεατική βουδιστική οἰκογένεια, τέταρτη στή σειρά ἀπ᾽ τά πέντε κορίτσια καί τόν ἀδελφό μου. Οἱ γονεῖς μου μέ δυσκολία μᾶς μεγάλωναν. Ἀπό μικρή αἰσθανόμουν τήν ἔλλειψι τῆς ἀγάπης τῶν γονέων μου καί αὐτό μοῦ προξενοῦσε κατάθλιψι. Συχνά μοῦ ἐρχόταν ἡ σκέψι νά πεθάνω, ἀφοῦ ἔβλεπα ὅτι δέν εἶχε κανένα νόημα ἡ ζωή μου. Ἔτσι πέρασα τά παιδικά καί νεανικά μου χρόνια, ὥσπου παντρεύτηκα καί ἀπόκτησα ἕνα γιό. Ἀλλά καί πάλι δέν βρῆκα τή χαρά. Ἀναζητοῦσα νά βρῶ κάτι πού θά γέμιζε τό κενό πού ἔνοιωθα στήν ψυχή μου.

Ἕνα βράδυ ἔφερε ὁ ἄνδρας μου στό σπίτι ἕνα φίλο του. Αὐτός ἀνῆκε σέ κάποια αἵρεσι, ἀπό αὐτές πού ὑπάρχουν ἑκατοντάδες στήν Κορέα. Πρίν φύγη, μοῦ ἔδωσε μία κασέτα. Αὐτή ἡ κασέτα περιεῖχε τή διδασκαλία τῆς αἱρέσεώς του καί ἑλκυστικά τραγούδια. Ἄρχισα νά τήν ἀκούω συνέχεια, ὅσο βρισκόμουν μέσα στό σπίτι. Ἀκούγοντάς την, ἔβλεπα τόν κόσμο ἀλλιώτικο, ὄμορφο καί ὅλα τά πλάσματα θαυμάσια! Ἀλλά ἐνῶ ἔφθασα σέ Continue reading “Κορέα: Γνωρίζοντας την Ορθοδοξία – Η μεταστροφή της Κορεάτισσας Μαρίας Κ. από το Βουδισμό & τον Προτεσταντισμό στην Ορθοδοξία”

My journey into the True Church – Timothy Copple, Texas, USA


My journey into the True Church

by Timothy Copple


My Journey Into The True Church


Each story I’ve heard of how people have come into the Orthodox Church has been different. Sometimes there are some general similarities, but each one has specific issues, specific circumstances and specific problems that they deal with. While I recognize that my own circumstances are not, and in some cases should not be, how others come into Orthodoxy, I do feel there were some key elements that moved me in this direction. Most inquirers/converts to Orthodoxy will deal with these key elements at some point.

So allow me to tell you a little of my own journey.

I was born and raised in Texas. We moved a lot, so over my growing up years I’ve lived in several different cities around south-central Texas. The city that I did a majority of my growing up, mostly during my teen years, was Austin, TX. So I tend to think of that as “home”. Ironically, it was in moving back to Austin after having lived in other places for around 16 years that I became Orthodox.

As I was growing up, my Father, Dalton Copple, was a part-time Baptist preacher while he worked for the local electric company around the Uvalde area. Some of my earliest memories as a kid are from those days. I recall a couple of questions I had back then, which I addressed to my Mom, Alice Fay Kiker.

One time I recall, as we were getting dressed for church, asking Mom why we had to go to church. As many people know, kids are often not really excited about going to church. You want to move, you want to play, you want to do anything but sit in a pew and listen for over an hour to people saying words and singing music. For me, however, that was not the full motivation behind my question. It was those blasted black leather shoes.

We were pretty poor people, but of course being the pastor’s family, the kids had to have decent looking shoes for church. Only problem was that our feet were constantly growing and Mom knew that we would hardly get a pair broke in before we would need a new pair. So, like any Mom aware that she had to Continue reading “My journey into the True Church – Timothy Copple, Texas, USA”