Neil & I |
Whenever I ran into him in the hallway he'd always have a smile and a friendly greeting. Last year we went to the Pow Wow at Gage Park I would offer to carry his big heavy trunk filled with his Native dancing costumes he was thankful and was very proud of his possessions. During this time he was battling his demons and injured himself so many times that he was eventually transferred to a care center. Even though for some time he wasn't living here his belongings were still in his unit and he was paying his rent. Last week was the last time I personally talked to him he wanted to know if I was interested in buying his sound system and his bike plus he was looking forward to moving back to his unit, I said " Neil you're looking good Bro...you've gained some weight, must be all the fry bread they're feeding you" we laughed.
I gave him my phone number so we could make arrangements. I got a phone call from him a few days before he died we talked for a few minutes then said our goodbyes. When I got the news today I was in total shock he was a friend and the third person to pass away since I moved here.
I'd like to think he's now at a place doing what he enjoyed the most native dancing in full costume with a circle of friends. :)
RIP Neil
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