The disaster preserved the archive.

The community preserved the knowledge of what the archive contained.

The storm exposed the entrance.

The excavation opened the door.

And what was inside was the intimate record of a living community that the mud had held, intact, for 500 years.

The Makah are still here.

The collection is home.

The knowledge is preserved.

And the mud, in the specific way that accidental preservation sometimes does, turned a catastrophe into a gift to the future that neither the survivors of the slide nor the people who later excavated it could fully have imagined.

— ABSOLUTE FINAL END —