Judy J: We feel so close to all our relatives. We sometimes call our aunts and uncles, sisters and brothers. Mom says some are our sisters and brothers
Anne G: When Ester was here, she called Doreen and I her sisters. My mother and Ester went to quite a few potlatches together. She said we belong to her. She’s always happy to see us, accept us into her home. They say, ‘well, there’s my sister.’ Es-dad-za. It means, ‘my sister’.
Judy J: Just like Grandma Eva. She’s not really my grandmother. and Una Campbell – she’s not really my grandmother either. She’s my grandmother’s cousin. We call her Grandma. Everybody is our brothers and our sisters.
Minnie C: Dad said the same. Like when he lost his mother, he said Anne’s mother, and Daisy, and Auntie Minnie were close to her, sot hey were like a mother to him.
Anne G: My mother used to say, ‘You never want to be ashamed of who you are, or of your people. No matter what they look like, how they dress, or where they’re at. You never want to be ashamed of them. Now I know.