10/07/2025
History rarely remembers the women who endured its harshest chapters—but the Apache never forgot Tze-gu-juni. Born around 1847, she was struck by lightning during a thunderstorm that killed her mother and sister. She survived. Later, captured during the 1880 Mexican massacre at Tres Castillos, she was enslaved and sent to Mexico City. Her captors called her Huera—Spanish slang for a pale woman—though she was simply different from the others, with striking features and a fire in her eyes. For five years, she lived in chains. Then, with nothing but a single knife and a blanket, she escaped with a few other Apache women. Together, they began an unimaginable journey—1,300 miles through desert and danger, guided only by survival. When a mountain lion lunged for her throat, Huera wrapped her blanket tight and fought back. It tore her scalp from her head, but she didn’t stop. She drove her blade into the lion’s heart and lived. Her companions reattached her scalp using cactus thorns—and mountain lion saliva. Still bleeding, Huera pressed forward. Months later, battered but alive, they returned to San Carlos. The community was stunned. She became a shaman, a translator, and a figure of quiet strength among the Chiricahua. Her face bore the scars of survival, but she never wore them with shame. Her second husband, the great warrior Geronimo, called her “the bravest of Apache women.” And yet, outside of her people, the world barely remembers her name.
