Hi. My name is Jere Gillespie and this is my blog.
For about a decade, I have wanted to write about the Stone Age. For some of those years, I was an instructor at Nespelem, Washington, on the Colville Reservation. One of my jobs was to assemble curriculum for the classes I taught. There I came upon the importance of the Stone Age, and especially its happenings right here in the Pacific Northwest.
The migrations of the people who were the ancestors of my employers, The Colville Tribe, had trekked across Europe, the Baltics, Siberia, eventually arriving at the Bearing Strait, during the end of the Ice Age. They walked, and they built boats that took them along the coastlines of the Asian and North American coastlines.
Stories of those epic, heroic migrations are the legends and lore, the sacred memories of the indigenous people who live here now.
Our Stone Age ancestors survived for several million years. They grouped together in small families and clans. They cooperated with one another—the key to their, and our survival.
The Stone Age ended after people learned to grow food, about 10,000 years ago. Food storage, and its control introduced hoarding, vast accumulations of wealth, corporate and military control.
Stone Age cultures can teach us what we need to know for the sake of the survival of our Earth and Ourselves.
Stone Age people had to get along together for mutual survival. They piled up several million years, trekking for survival. They have much to teach us.
They knew how to do survive, and I’ll bet they still do. Stone Age Trek explores the stories.