I Heard the Owl Call My Name

OVER TWO MILLION COPIES IN PRINT • An “entrancing” (The New York Times) story of a young priest who discovers life’s ultimate truths among the Native Americans of the Northwest
“A magnificently moving novel of a man’s return to the wellsprings of life and love . . . Marvelous!”—Time
“Rare and beautiful . . . you will never be the same again.”—Seattle Times
Amid the grandeur of the remote Pacific Northwest stands Kingcome, a village so ancient that, according to Kwakiutl myth, it was founded by the two brothers left on earth after the great flood. The Native Americans who still live there call it Quee, a place of such incredible natural richness that hunting and fishing remain primary food sources.
But the old culture of totems and potlatch is being replaced by a new culture of prefab housing and alcoholism. Kingcome’s younger generation is disenchanted and alienated from its heritage. And now, coming upriver is a young vicar, Mark Brian, on a journey of discovery that can teach him—and us—about life, death, and the transforming power of love.