What’s the story behind your nickname?
1994 summer,
Working first season Mount Rushmore concession,
sitting against a tree,
upon ridge,
fell asleep,
a white wolf to my hand and led me,
An Iroquois friend told me it meant it was on a search the search of knowledge,
White wolf is my pen,
when I can afford to eat decent,
with good clothes,
I’m going to change my last name ,
I will legally be,
Val Whitewolf,
I have no clue,
Google consistently separate my last name,
Whitewolf is one word,
Val Whitewolf 