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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
My friend Ray lost his fight with cancer late Saturday. We met, some years ago, through a mutual friend Wind Raven. I was seeking knowledge of "the people" and he was always seeking to preserve it. His wedding to Cheyenne was the first Native American Ceremony I was ever to have the honor of attending. Called "The Hunter" , I think he not only liked to hunt real game, but ways to keep Tsalagi Heritage alive. From teaching us to speak Tsalagi to all the hours he spent working at powwows to calling stomps and so much more. Ray had a soft side which you could see when he looked at his wife, and hear in his voice when he spoke of his son Blake. I know that Ray will be greatly missed by those closest to him, and much missed by we who called him a friend. But Creator has him now. donadagohvi ~~sigigi (Hope Chey doesn't mind I "borrowed" this picture) Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry