The year in the life of Potato-Chip
I am a 54-year-old First Nations man living in the suburbs of an affluent, multi-cultural community just north of Toronto, Ontario. My father was a Potawatomi and my mother a Chippewa, so I call myself a Potato-Chip. I tell this to most people I meet and I had one Mohawk elder laughing for hours after I greeted her this way. Our people love to laugh.
I sit and reflect on the past and I remember the good, bad, and sometimes ugly moments, and hope for all the best in the future.
In 2015, I shared with people about my difficult upbringing as a First Nations person growing up in Canada during the...