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when i was 17 , i came to new mexico and as a homeless person ,
i was taken in by the gomez family from taos pueblo .
suzy gomez was my ” mom / big sister / earth mother ”
and henry gomez , her husband , my ” brother ” .
they feed me and allowed me to sleep on the only couch in a 20’x20’ room
with their 12 kids !
in return , i took suzy shopping and laundering and the kids to school ,
in my pickup truck , and henry and i got firewood the old fashioned way ,
with an ax .
i went off to prison for pot eventualy , and learned wood working there .
later in life i came back to new mexico , and our friendship was still strong ,
but suzy was on dialysis and henry was recovering from a stroke .
they had a different house close to the pueblo , and the water was not running .
well , i bought a new pump and got the pipes changed , so they could clean and cook and bathe .
suzy passed on , and i was asked to make a cross for her grave .
this is how i love her .
the cross is aromatic cedar ,curly claro walnut , padouk .
the sun rays are satin wood , with purpleheart heart , and the morningbird is holly .
it was blessed by the padre at the church there on palm sunday , one year to the day after her passing .
they have a private cemetery , and after a procession from the church , i respectfully waited outside with
the rest of the non-native americans .
but the family came out and asked me to mount the cross to some cedar posts that were placed for this
in the ground .
to this day , i may be the only white person that has been allowed to go into this cemetery !
after her passing , i took care of henry for 10 years , along with his children ,
and took him to mexico twice and to all the national parks and monuments .
they are both gone now , but live on in my heart !
-- david - only thru kindness can this world be whole . If we don't succeed we run the risk of failure. Dan Quayle