PASSAGES
Happy 5"' Birthday to my beloved
son, Tyee Antone. Also, a belated 6lh to
my baby girl, Sirena Jasine.
You’re both in my thoughts and
prayers each and every day.
Daddy loves you!
Happy 3rd Birthday on April 30 to
Treigh Parr. Momma and Dadda love
you so much. You will always be our
#1. Happy Birthday, Boo!
Judy - You are a true friend. Thank
you so much for all your support.
Love, Will and Shu
I'm looking around my community
for the way
Who will be there to brighten and
make my day?
My culture and traditions can help
me to know
This way, or that, which way will I go?
I’ll be lookin’ your way, to see what
you choose
Alcohol, drugs, and violence and
we all lose
Can you accept the challenge to
show me how
Step up, be a warrior for my
future ... now.
Long time it’s been that tears and
fears lived here
Nights of muscle and unkind words
said - not sincere
I see TV, Hollywood gangster
warriors not for me
These images insult my Native culture
and spirituality
You got the power and you can be
what I ’m gonna need
A moment to share, or just to take
time to plant a seed
Share wisdom, seek wisdom, show me
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how to gain respect
Teach me to be an example of what
the future can expect.
I would like to wish Darrelle “Deno”
Butler, Rusty Butler, Farrell Metcalf,
Kade Metcalf, and last but not least, my
sis, Laverne Butler, a happy birthday.
We are family and I love you all.
Love, Loraine Y. Butler
I want to wish a very Happy Easter
to my grandson, Bryan King, his wife
Rosalee, and my first great-grandson,
Evan Tyee.
Lots of love, Granny and the
Whitehead family
Happy Birthday to Darian.
From Mom, Aunt Anna, and her
brother, Daniel.
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Memories: When I was just a little
girl, not sure how old I was, I can
remember Saturdays were fun days.
Dad would pick fern all day, Buck too.
Elaine and Queen would fix dinner,
then we would fix fern and get ready to
watch Portland Wrestling. Lonny Mane
and Tony Borne - they were the great
wrestlers my Dad and Uncle Pat liked
to watch.
We would pop popcorn and make
hot chocolate to go with it. I love my
memories with my Dad. I miss him and
loved him with all my heart. Memories
are my treasures.
Love you, Sylvia
Mom and Dad - First of all, let me
say “thank you.” Thank you for being
there with endless support, thank you
for taking care of the kids and just being
there when we needed you the most.
We love you.
Will and Shu
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April 2002
Happy
Birthday,
Whitehead. We love you.
Treigh and Jessica
William
Happy 11th Birthday, Krysten
McCord, on April 27.
Love, Mom, Dad, Kayla, Kenyon,
and Max
Happy big 25 on March 26 to
“Big-L,” with love from Mom and the
whole family (you know who we are,
didn’t want to take up half the page).
Happy 20"' Birthday, Ed Rnatos III.
on April 4. Here is a reminder of how
you used to look to us. Just a little kid
with lots of personality and so darn
cute. We all miss you a lot.
Love you lots, Selina and Scott;
Shannon, Steve, and Cheney;
Carrie, the l$l Scott, and Emily
Happy Birthday, Shannon
Chrisman, on April 12.
I just want to let you know that I
am so glad that you are my sister. The
closeness that we have is something that
I am so thankful for. I won’t tell anyone
how old you are except that you are a
couple of years younger.
Love ya’, Sis.
Selina
Spring Delight
Respectfully (a spring break), Eva E. Clayton
When asking one of my grandchildren the reason for the beautiful change in
weather. With a wide-eyed thinking process, commented “It’s like Mother Nature
turning in winter early!” I could not have said it better.
Is it just me? (I hope not.) Coming out of winter, life seems a renewal.
I anxiously await the early daffodils with sunshine bonnets of yellow.
Another early flower bouquet for a mother, the new furry buds of the
spring willow.
The bare-bone sticker patches start to green into berry bushes. I can still
smell mother's jam, jellies, and cooling berry cobbler.
Billowy clouds seem to float aimlessly. Mesmerizing shapes, size. One big
blue sky easel. A fresh breath of spring wind cleans the slate. One of my favorite
pastimes, creating cloud faces with my children, grandchildren.
An alder tree in the middle of the meadow is plumping up with budding
foliage. One that has survived the deer, children, and grandchildren. Over the
years, granny has had to ward off the sharp bite of a chain saw. Especially come
fall and falling leaves.
I love the early morning chill. Watching the sun climb a grouse-laddered
tree. C oming out of hiding with a burst of morning warmth, so appreciated.
A clear night sky embellished with the sparkle of glimmering stars called to
me to sit on the front porch, breath deeply, and dream.
A powerful full moon climbs up over the ridge top and steals center stage.
Combined with the sprinkle of global glitter, has stolen my heart away.
New spring is like a newborn child. Alive, ever-changing, pure enjoyment.
So I say. Spring into spring. Walk with an energized bounce and spread enthusiasm
around while on the journey.
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