I left home last night, spent an hour or so in Rama, making a donation to the First Nations before heading to North Bay for the night. I spent some time this morning with Jody Cotter, you know, the safer sex lady I have been brewing up some future magic. She gave me so of the pics that were taken of me for the poster and billboard. One of her colleagues came in and complimented me in the photos, and I relied "thanks, I must take all the credit for that." We laughed, but I wasn't kidding. People usually have an uncomfortable time with compliments; there is nothing wrong with agreeing and saying thanks.
Stay tuned for more safer sex pics, poster and billboard information.
Here I am pulling into Timmins at exactly 2:24 pm. Check out the eagle feather, that was given to me by my out west uncle and my late aunt. I drove out west one year for a visit. At the conclusion of my month visit, I packing up the truck getting ready to leave and uncle comes storming around the corner in his ultra fast walk. He came rushing over with an eagle feather in his hand, and I knew something meaningful was about to happen. He explained "long time ago, when someone from far away would come pay a visit, we would give them a gift of a horse. Since giving you a horse would not be very practical (as he said while laughing), I thought I would give you this eagle feather. This will protect you in your journey home, and will protect you in all of your travels." I was very touched and I was more than happy to accept it.
From left to right: My brother Michael and Curt, Uncle Floyd and my father.
My brother Mike, a helicopter pilot, came to Moosonee to pick up my uncle to take him to Island in style. He was very pleased, actually very excited to sit in the front seat.
Golf tournament in Friday, I'll keep you posted on how much we win by.
3 comments:
I remember listening and watching you on Wawatay a long time ago as you would act out your old and favored character in Bunnuck. I especially recall an episode centered around Hallowe'en. At the time, I was living in Moose Factory after spending much of my childhood in Moosonee. After a couple years of Moose Factory, my parents and I moved to Kapuskasing, and... well, that's another story of sorts. I look back on my childhood, and I count your character among my earlier, fonder memories. Thanks for providing that, at least. Good luck in all your endeavors.
w.j. Rodrique
Thanks W.J for your feedback on what I call the bunnuck era of my life. I guess in some respects, this era will never end, as long as people like yourself keep admiring the character. I recall sitting in Wawatay as a 17 year old creating the character, I would have thought that Bunnuck would have had the lasting power it has today. That says something about how people are willing to embrace the healing quality in laughter. I am pleased to have been apart of that, and completely honoured to have been fond part of your childhood.
Keep in checking this out, you never know where I will end up.
Wacheay....Stan
Hey, Indepth Wesley.
Sorry, but we can't come celebrate with your Nation this week.
The planets just aren't lining up. Enjoy your time and i look forward to more blog updates.
Peace out!
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