Grandpa told Martin that it was time for him to be given the medicine bag. It is a tradition to pass it to the oldest male child. Even though Martin did not have an Indian name, grandpa still wanted to give him the medicine bag.
I need to give you the medicine bag.
Martin was embarrassed for his friends to see grandpa. He did not want them laughing at grandpa. Cheryl would always bring her friends over with no problem.
Martin's friends followed him home and wanted to see the great Indian of Bell View Drive. Martin was nervous. Cheryl's friends didn't seem to have a problem.
Once they arrived, all of Martin's friends looked up and said WOW! Grandpa was wearing a red shirt with a fringed leather vest and moccasins. Grandpa greeted them and entertained them with a story.
Grandpa sat with Martin and told him the story of the medicine bag. He told Martin that he must put a piece of prairie sage and never open it again. He told Martin that he does not have to wear it. That night Martin's parents took grandpa to the hospital.
Grandpa had died that night. The medicine bag contained a broken shell of an iron kettle, a pebble from the butte, and a piece of sacred sage. Two weeks later, Martin stood alone on the prairie and put the sage in.