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Philip Nathan Lane, Sr.

, 11 January, 1915 - 29 March, 2004

Seven years ago today, after 89 well-lived winters, Mato Gi (Brown Bear), Philip N.
Lane, Sr. passed to the spiritual world on the beautiful spring morning of March 29,
2004. After joking, laughing, and eating a plate of his favorite pancakes made by his
daughter Deloria, (Pictured Above) Brown Bear sat peacefully in his favorite chair and
looked out over his beloved Mill Creek and the Blue Mountains. Then in a moment he
was gone, his absence only noted by the tilt of his head. He told his good friend, Father
Steve Woolley last fall, when he discussed his Dakota-Christian funeral celebration... "I
will die in the spring, in March!" In the winter of his life, he left in the new spring, as
promised, leaving his relatives to cherish the life he lived so well.

Born to a long lineage of hereditary chiefs and spiritual leaders of the White Swan Band
of the Yankton Sioux Tribe, Brown Bear was born on January 11, 1915 on the Standing
Rock Sioux Reservation. His parents were Lyma Deloria and Fred Lane. He was largely
raised by his grandfather, Philip Deloria (Tipi Sapa), who was the first American Indian
to become an ordained Episcopalian minister. As well, Tipi Sapa retained his
chieftainship until his death. Brown Bear never lost his deep connection with his many
cherished relatives in the Dakotas and made many visits with his family back to his
beloved homeland throughout his lifetime.

He started his education at St. Elizabeth Mission School in Wakpala, SD. He then went
on to Haskell Indian School in Lawrence, Kansas to finish his high school education. In
1994, he was given the Haskell Outstanding Alumni Award.

It was at Haskell where Phil met Lena Rose "Bow" Vale, a 13-year old Chickasaw from
Oklahoma who later became his wife. He always liked to tell about their meeting . . . he
was 17, she was 13. Ten years after they met, he came to Oklahoma with $2,000 and a
marriage proposal . . . coming to "claim what's mine" he'd say. If you spent any time at
all with Phil, you'd know that his life revolved around his family and most especially his
sweetheart of 70 years, Bow.

At Haskell Phil learned to box and met his lifelong friend Boots LaCourse from the
Umatilla Indian Reservation. Phil accompanied Boots home in 1934 after graduation. He
stayed in the Pacific Northwest, largely due to generous and warm-hearted hospitality of
the Umatilla and Warm Springs people. Coming from a buffalo culture himself, he
appreciated the central role he saw the salmon playing in the lives of the Plateau
people.

From Pendleton he went to the Warm Springs Indian Reservation, where he was
employed with a Bureau of Indian Affairs survey crew. His supervisor Charlie Chester
suggested he go to Oregon State where he was a boxer on the varsity team for 4 years.
He graduated in 1941 with a Bachelor of Science in Forestry. Phil was honoured by
Oregon State University (OSU) with the E.B. Lemon Distinguished Alumni Award in
1992, the OSU Alumni Association's highest award, and the Forestry Alumni
Association's Individual Achievement Award.

During World War II, he was recruited to work on the Third Locks Project in the Panama
Canal. He served on active duty from October 30, 1943 to April 23, 1946 with the Naval
Air Corps and the Sea Bees. In 1948, he transferred with the U. S. Army Corps of
Engineers to McNary, Oregon. He worked in structural design on Columbia River dams
and retired after 30 years in 1971. His innovative design for fish ladders led to saving
migrating salmon and his design of vertical locks merited two Presidential Citations from
Lyndon B. Johnson.

Phil raised and trained quarter horses. Phil had "horse medicine." He had such an
amazing understanding with his horses, which enabled him to win Sixth in the world in
cow cutting in 1982 on Bold Mount, one of his many championship horses. In 1990 he
won the open championship for Area I National Cutting Horse Association with Tivios
Hired Hand.

Phil had over 250 amateur and professional fights spanning 18 years. At Oregon State
he was the runner-up of the Pacific Coast Intercollegiate Lightweight Boxing
Championship. In 1947 he was the All-Service Lightweight Boxing Champion, Panama
Canal Division. During the years when money was scarce, he fought professional fights
under the names Billy Sunshine, Flash Gordon, Pug Lane, and the Kansas Express.

He always reminded us that we needed to "slow down." He cherished a real "Indian


visit," telling the story about his grandfather Low Dog, a Custer battle veteran, who
came to visit and stayed for 6 months.

The way Phil demonstrated the respect principle he inherited from his beloved old
people was through the way he cared for and took care of everything in his life. The way
he groomed his horses, kept up his machinery, tended his relationships, oiled his tack,
and even swept his driveway was evidence of his respect for all living things. He was
completely enamoured of children of all sizes and shapes. He insisted they all call him
Lala (grandpa). He could play "make-believe" with the best of them. If you knew him,
you heard him exclaim, "My friend," each time he ran into someone he knew.

One of Phil's very favorite sayings was "Aren't we all the Children of One Father (the
Creator) and one mother (the Earth)?" That sacred teaching guided him during a long
career of volunteering. In 1946 he served on the Umatilla School Board and was
Chairman from 1953-54. In 1969 Phil Sr. and Phil Jr. established the first ever Native
American prison group in North America with the brothers at the Washington State
Penitentiary. Phil cherished this service and still continued to be in close contact with
the many brothers he worked with, who are now enjoying their freedom due to Phil's
loving and wise influence. For this effort, in 1984 he received the Governor's
Distinguished Volunteer Award and the State of Washington Certificate of Appreciation.

In 1975 Phil received the Baha'i Human Rights Award. In 1982 he was a founding
member of the Four Worlds International Elders Council. He received the Eli S. Parker
Award from the American Indian Science and Engineering Society (AISES) in 1987 and
served on its Council of Elders until going to the spiritual world. Every year he looked
forward with great anticipation to attending the annual conference so he could share all
his energy with students and old friends. Each one received a full measure of his love,
attention, and encouragement.

Phil is lovingly remembered by his wife, Bow, at home, son Philip N. Lane, Jr. (Suthida),
of Lethbridge, AB, daughter Deloria Bighorn (Jacob), of Duncan, BC, and son Michael
Finnegan (Denise) of Snohomish, WA, Sister Jean Wallace (Norman), grandchildren
Shannon Lane Seaver (Rick), Gina Hensley (Joey), Joslynn Santa Cruz (Kris), Deloria
Lane-Many Grey Horses, Philip N. Lane, III, Dale Henderson (Nicole), Jordan Bighorn,
Jelana Bighorn, Kai Bighorn, Tahirih Varner, Bahie Rassekh, Margo Hill (Tim), Regan
Vaughn, Mikala Finnegan, Perry Tonasket, Lyda Nicholai, Brett Parker, and Amber
Parker, 9 great-grandchildren, and numerous nieces and nephews and their families. At
the other side camp Phil joins his sister Elizabeth, his brother Wilfred and his adopted
brothers Ben Pease Sr., Lionel Kinunwa, Bill Minthorn, and Winnie Loves War.

Pallbearers: Jordan Bighorn, Kai Bighorn, Lee Brown, Dale Henderson, Kris Santa
Cruz, Rick Seaver, Vic Johns, Michael Finnegan, Randy Scott, Steve Old Coyote,
Darrell Wallace, Rob Wallace, Jacob Bighorn, Greg Mulhair, and Phil Lane, Jr..

Honorary Pallbearers: Vine Deloria Jr., Sam Deloria, Jiggs Johnson, Hap Johnson, Bob
Barker, Bob Sherwood, Oliver Eagleman, Vernon Iron Cloud, Norm Wallace, Harold
Belmont, Ben Pease III, Bill Burke, Jim Roanhorse, James Vale, John Vale, Jack
Hansen, Leon Kinunwa, Phil Lucas, Louis Parker, Antone Minthorn, Douglas Minthorn,
Coop Cooper, Burt Hoare, Gary Zukov, Norbert Hill, Bob Whitman, Vince Two Eagles,
Norman Conner, Bill Klein, J.C. Penny, Chuck Keeler, Dick Livingston, Phil LaCourse,
Ken McCann. We are truly unable to list all of Phil's beloved friends and relatives-please
know you are forever appreciated and remembered in his heart.

MITAKUYEPI - WOPILA
"In our old Lakota viewpoint on life, with all of its aspects of the human heart, our old old
elders could see that everything that has life tries to be round, with a very holy center.
The center wherein resided our beautiful old grandmothers and grandfathers. Together,
they extended out to all who could hear their voices, their love, their encouragement,
their gratitude, their understanding, their compassion always softened by their actions
and words of their forgiveness."

HO, MATO GI, HE MIYELO,


Philip Lane, Sr., Nov. 2001

ONLY WORDS
"The heart is always in search of happiness. Nothing makes one feel lonelier nor more
helpless than no one to appreciate one's being and efforts to make the home a haven
from life's daily problems. I charge you to hold one another gently but firmly. The
strength, courage and love united in one union can withstand the bitter storms that may
be faced in one's journey.

There is nothing so satisfying as to toil for someone you love or someone by whom you
are loved.
Press on Mitakuyepi, there is no time to waste!"

- Phil Lane, Sr.

TRIBUTE TO INDIAN HONOUR


"Our people love to honor people. We are a race of people who believes in honor. We
know honor stimulates people. The man honoured his wife and the wife honoured her
husband. And they lived in such beauty. They had a devotion which individually and
collectively we all need if we're going to make this a better world to live in."

TRIBUTE TO THE OLD PEOPLE


"There were prophecies I remember, as a boy, saying we're going to go through some
bitter, bitter times. We're going to shed some tears. But the time would come when we
begin to see the light again, when the spring would start coming again. Think of all the
potential that you have. Think of the contributions you all can make. Think of the love in
your hearts that you can share with other people. Be quick to forgive people (if they can
hurt you in some way). Be like the old people..."

Phil Lane, Sr.


Winds of Change
Winter 1992