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Alaska’s history is as wild as its wilderness, and just as unwilling to be tamed. Before the Russians showed up for fur and trouble, Indigenous peoples had been thriving here for thousands of years, navigating ice, sea, and politics with skill that would make modern survival shows blush. Then came the explorers who “discovered” places already mapped in someone else’s memory, the gold rush stampedes, the salmon wars, the Japanese invasion in WWII, the oil-fueled pipeline boom, and the endless political battles over land, resources, and who gets to decide Alaska’s future.

This stirring historical memoir reclaims a family’s truth long buried beneath silence and migration. Spanning centuries, Bound by Blood, Freed by Truth traces the Evans–Gibson lineage from Jane Gibson—a free Indian woman in a time when freedom defied the norms—to a legacy marked by resilience, resistance, and redemption. Through charts, court records, and generational storytelling, Susan L. Kadera uncovers lives shaped by faith, courage, and the enduring power of identity. More than a genealogy, this book is a restoration of a name worth knowing.

In this work, I reclaim the stories of my Cherokee, Lumbee, Monacan, and African ancestors. Through poetic reflection, historical insight, and symbolic naming, I honor the grandmothers listed only by race, the daughters who braided stories into silence, and the sons who carried tribal memory in their hands. Unnamed is both a tribute and a testimony—a sacred offering to those reduced to tick marks, racial codes, or blank spaces in census ledgers. It is my reclamation of identity, my restoration of dignity, and my resurrection of ancestral truth.

This narrative starts with Andrew Jackson before the original colonies had declared independence from Great Britain, continues through Jackson’s brilliant military career and through his becoming the 7th president of the United States. It continues through his promotion of the Indian Removal Act and the resulting tumultuous Trail of Tears.

In this deeply personal and spiritually rich devotional, I trace my lineage to Jane Gibson the Elder—a free Indian woman whose name survived centuries of silence. Through court records, DNA revelations, and ancestral memory, I uncover my Lumbee roots and honor the lives of those who walked before me. From the healing hands of midwives on Virginia plantations to the quiet resilience of Lumbee families in Granville County, I weave history, prayer, and poetic reflection into a tapestry of remembrance.