its sad to see, to hear is depressing, to witness forehand has no definition. I alone cannot change the world, I reach out to children, young and old. I mentor the youth, here on a reservation, by far different then mine... yet the story/letter that I have come to read has its significance. todays generation still has their doubts, in what to believe. I treat these people as if they were my own, I seen domestics/abuse victims come and go. Back home, I still read the tragedies in the paper, I wonder in what ways has our tribe done something to protect those, who's innocents have been hurt or misguided. obviously nothing. to read a letter such as your reminds me of what faith I have bestowed upon so many children myself.... such letters keep me inspired o keep on reaching out.
Saturday, February 9, 2013 - 17:07