He Wears A Feather by Erin MickelsonWhole, halved, and halved again: I am the last generation with a high enough blood quantum for tribal membership in my family line. My son's blood quantum, half my own, is too little for membership. In just four generations, an entire cultural identity has disappeared. Despite the blood quantum laws, I want my son to feel connected to this part of his family. My fair complexion (along with not having grown up on the reservation) has made me feel