The Message By Raymond Roy If I could talk what would I say, to the Lummi, the Shuswap, and Ojibwe I would share my sorrow of broken *Magic Pots, of runs of Salmon, no longer caught. Empty plains are where the Bison would run, Wiped from Mother Earth, like a setting sun. Dignity destroyed by … Continue reading The Message By Raymond Roy #writephoto
Gratitude For all that brings joy and for the challenges that shape me. Gratitude connects me to the best life has to offer.. To my family, friend and foe alike, I wish you peace this day. Amen -Goroyboy
3 week update . "Mr. Heavyfoot" So thankful for modern medicine. I feel 90% of my facial/blinking has returned to "normal". I did want to share and a shift in a few things physically and emotionally after after a 10 day regiment using oral steroids(Prednisolone). All was well until 3 days after stopping taking them. … Continue reading “More CowBell”(‘s) Palsy “Mr. Heavyfoot”
I was 15 years old, visiting my Dad in Edmonton Alberta during my high school Spring break in Washington State. Strangely He and I went on a shopping spree. Blue plaid suit, deep blue shirt and a white tie. The next day we got up early. Dad standing in front of me shirtless freshly shaven, … Continue reading “Day in Court”
Being a Dad is not defined by blood that allows you to live, but by your actions, and the love you give. Holding the hardworking hands of the man, who by his actions, was my Dad.
In honor of my Stepdad Tony's birthday in heaven, I wanted to share one of my favorite stories is about him. When I was about 10 years old, it was a beautiful spring day, in Lynden, WA. The sun was shining with a soft breeze. Tony and I had been planting trees(more like sticks we … Continue reading Learn by doing