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I remember standing out one night in my aunt's yard just looking at stars and thinking about the great God who created all things. At 9 or 10 years of age, I almost had a little headache just standing there thinking. "You mean this great God knows who I am?" It was incomprehensible to me that this great Creator knew who Jimmy Anderson was by name. I didn't think I really mattered.

My people are the Muskogean people and they have the Creek name. In the early 1800s the government force-marched our people to Indian territory-Oklahoma-which now means "home of the red man."

My mother and father wer...