I Heard the Owl Call My Name by Margaret Craven - 1980-01-15

Amid the grandeur of the remote Pacific Northwest stands Kingcome, a village so ancient that, according to Kwakiutl myth, it was founded by the two brothers left on earth after the great flook. The Native American who stgill live there call it Quee, a place of such incredible natural richness that hunting and fishing remain a primary food source. But the old culture of totems and potlatch is being replaced by a new culture of prefab housing and alcoholism. Kingcome's younger generation is disenchanted and alienated from it heritage. A now coming uprives is a young vicar, Mark Brian, on a journey of discovery that can teacch him - and us- about life, death, and the transforming power of love