When I was a young man I went down to Cibecue, Arizona with some missionaries to build a church. It was there I witnessed and fell in love with the Apache Dancer. I could not help it but I wanted to become them. The sky was pitch black and they lit up the sky with their bright fire and danced all night. That night the sky was full of stars and I saw many shooting stars. This was magic for me, because today I give you what I saw and how beautiful it was.