Peter Iverson and I found ourselves living on the second floor of Musser Hall in the fall of 1963. It was a late-1950's modern building full of tiled walls and built-in furniture. I suspect that freshmen were assigned to that dorm because they probably wouldn't know there were better possibilities (at least for awhile). When Kris Wedding lived on the third floor twenty-four years later, Musser was home to first year students and sophomores unlucky in the room assignment lottery. I don't know all the ways Kris and her cohort adapted, but one of the things Peter and I did was to write poetry we posted on the bulletin board by the phone at the end of the hallway. Peter has gone on to become a scholar of the history of the western United States and a teacher at Arizona State University. He wrote When Indians Became Cowboys: Native Peoples and Cattle Ranching in the American West. It traces one of the ways native people adapted to Euro-American culture while preserving important aspects of Indian cultures. At least that's what I've been told. I didn't read that book, but I did read Riders of the West, Portraits from Indian Rodeo with essays by Peter Iverson and photographs by Linda MacCannell. Riders... traces the development of a specific part of the adaptation Iverson wrote about earlier, and he's a rodeo fan. MacCannell's photographs are great portraits. I'd like to meet the people who posed for her. The photographs are personal and as intimate as things made in public can be. The book is an insider's book. I learned a lot about the rodeo and even more than a lot about Indian rodeoćalong with the sad reasons Indian rodeo is separate from other rodeo. But, as an insider's book, most of it is aimed at the insiders. The people in the photographs are familiar to people who are part of the Indian rodeo circuits. The history of the organizations and the movers and shakers of Indian rodeo are friends and competitors of the insiders. Bits and pieces of Iverson's essays are intriguing. Iverson's observations about Indian history and culture are insightful and worth the reading. His personal journal of visiting rodeos is full of wonderful descriptions. They made me wish we'd hung around the Crow Agency powwow we stopped at a couple summers ago. Alas, the only poetry in the book is not Peter's. Thanks, Peter, for the book. Now to find a copy of When Indians Became Cowboys. That might be for a more general audience.