My mission for the summer of '84 was to make the medicine man (aka Greg Willis) laugh at Indian Night.  If you were on staff that year, you might remember that I was Greg's shadow and that included Indian Night.  One session while he was doing his big speech about the spirits of the North, West and so forth, I came up behind him and licked his back (grease paint taste pretty bad) but I got nothing, not even a hesitation in his speech. 

I was never successful that summer in making Greg mess up his role as the medicine man but I can say that when I was Program Director, and of course the medicine man in '88, that every Indian Night had a magical fire but that is another story.