|"In the woods the old ones, the big trees, their job is
to give life and protect and nourish the young ones. When they're no
longer standing we think they're gone, that we've lost something
substantial. But they're still there. Their sap may no long be rising
but they're still providing and giving back. It's like that with people
too. When you think they're gone they're still here, taking care of
everything. Don't you forget that."
Rita Joe/Poet Laureate of the Mi'kmaq people.
And I thought over again