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Pictured here is my mother and that notebook was m $Pictured here is my mother and that notebook was my present to her in 1993. It was blank except for a note I wrote asking her to fill it with her life, her stories, her ancestral knowings. It was one of those moments that I trusted the whispers of my ancestors. They told me that one day I would need to know what she knew. They placed in my heart the knowledge of a future yearning to the deeper truths that only the longer story than what I knew could tell. She filled this book not knowing what truths she was really revealing. In this book is what’s left of the tales passed down, generation to generation. It’s just a fraction of what was but it’s enough to tell a big story. My forefather who came here as a child fought in the French Indian war. Was too old to fight in the revolutionary war so he gathered his own brigade to fight anyway. When the war of 1812 ensued he was in his 90s and his family found him headed down the road with his gun to join the ranks, lol. There are stories of being captured by British solders, indigenous neighbors, horse drawn sleighs, one room school houses and sugar on snow. Generations of men and woman strong, smart, cunning and brave who weathered life with what seemed like charm, humor and grace through a lot. They seemed to live long productive lives until about 3 generation ago. In this generation my great grandfather had TB. My great grandmother died early of Bright’s disease which is what we now know as kidney failure. Their daughter, my grandmother, died early of cancer. This was the only know case of cancer till the next generation. My mother we lost to dementia. I was chronically fatigued by my 30s and my children have issues not known to children even a generation ago. What happened? Why are our parents dying of cancer? Why are our friends chronically ill? Why are our children sick? Why does no one recognize that they are? What will this world be like in 1 generation more! Our ancestors want us to know. They want us to heal. They want us to take up our place on the front line of this war on our health. They want us to know what we can’t without their story. They want us to know our weapon is truth.$

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