I'm driving on the very edge of the Navajo Nation Reservation in Arizona.

I-40 runs all the way along the southern boundary, right through the town of Winslow.

The one thing that people know about Winslow is the band The Eagles.

So they have a line in one of their songs where he says,

For the people who live out here and Winslow, Arizona,

such a non-side to see.

For the people who live out here and me, we know Winslow as a border town, even though it's not between countries or even between states.

And for many heading on to the reservation, it's the last stop before home.

I'm Charlie Edcidi.

I'm a proud citizen of the Navajo Nation, or Deneh.

That's what we call ourselves.

In our language, it translates to the people.

Denepekeya is what we call our homeland.

She a denet

a son-in-as-law,

a-sha-to-e-nish-lein,

chabaha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-a-chae.

This is my traditional introduction,

this is my traditional introduction,

how all Deneh people situate themselves to one another, and we list our clans.

I am of the Yucca Fruit clan, born for the near-the-water clan. My maternal grandfather is

Red House clan, and my paternal grandfather is towering house clan. My mom grew up a few hours

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