I was a trailer park kid from a broken home, but my most of fellow students in the Indigenous schools that I attened in the city were looking up at me. My trailer park life would have been an improvement, even to some of my Indigenous family. Their odds of making it out were narrow and so many were gone by the time I reached 30. Thank you Isak. I’m extremely proud of my heritage, though it’s only 25%, I carry a chip on my shoulder. It’s the reason I feel obligated to stand with marginalized and scapegoated people. I look white and have absolutely benefited from white privilege. My father’s family has generational wealth, though my brother and I were excluded from my grandparent’s estate because my father contaminated the family’s white purity when he married my mom, I knew my dad would never allow me to starve or go homeless, even though we were at odds throughout my childhood. I had a safty net and I used it when my life in the trailer become too ravaged by alcohol addiction and moved in with my dad. The kids without a financially secure parent to rescue them, had to take the streets. That’s privilege.

Thanks again!!