Hamilton Indigenous Housing

DAY 1 and beyond : DAY 2749 While surfing Blogger I came across this interesting blog about food banks in Hamilton I think it's very informative, accurate and a topic people don't really like talking about.  Please click the link above. I applaud the author. Tk

 The other day as I was walking in the hallway something came to mind.   Ever since my Eagle Feather blog many moons ago there hasn’t been any big Native events in the KMHC community room.   No smudge ceremonies, no Native foods, no Native prayers and no Native speeches to inspire …Zippo!  I’ve never seen the Housing Service Coordinator Ingrid Nosel ever host a Native ceremony I doubt she knows or speaks her own Native language which is quite pathetic and UNH’s hired her to run this place! :P  Jeezus! As far as aboriginal artifacts there’s not much in the common areas of the building, in the basement they have a few pictures on the wall of native elders from “God knows where” they are certainly not past or present tenants. In the community room there is a smudge bowl that is never used and a few strands of sweet grass that is so old it’s not sweet anymore. No dream catchers, no Native art on display. The late famous Native artist Norval Morrisseau who I ...

Friday was the last day for the young office trainee.   When she first attended the tenant meeting and introduced herself to us she was shy and soft spoken…she was warned that has to change if to survive around here. :) Seriously she’s a polite, courteous and friendly individual, I don’t know what grade KMHC gave her but she get’s an A+ from me for just sticking around here. Whenever I walk by the office even when I was in a shitty mood she had a smile and waved a good morning. Lorraine & Jessica were a ray of sunshine in a dismal cloudy KMHC office. We all shared a few laughs and when I had a serious question to ask Lorraine, Jessica knew to leave the room for privacy.  This summer was bearable thanks to Lorraine Brown and Jessica Gauthier and they will be missed. I gave Jessica a lovely parting gift in hopes she’ll remember the good tenants at KMHC.  :) I know she'll be reading this so I'll say Farewell & Good Luck young lady. TK 

I think this is a excellent idea, this will kick start organizations to be more self sufficient and not rely on the Federal Govt for funding handouts. I know this move will piss off the Natives but they have to learn to independently stand on their own two feet especially the young native population. I believe the youngsters in our culture should get an education, find a job/career in the private sector or be an entrepreneur and hopefully be successful.  Aboriginal political organizations should seek corporate sponsorships, says Duncan during Enbridge-sponsored event

The late crazy cat lady. Last night around midnight the Late Crazy Cat Lady's family were in her unit removing some of her belongings, the family was partying and boozing it up and being quite loud. There are times when we have to make allowances for a family who lost a loved one so I ignored the noise.  Later I heard arguing in the front hallway a neighboring tenant was giving the family shit for making so much noise at such a late hour.  Just so it wouldn't get physical I decided to intervene and I calmed the situation, eventually everybody went their own way.  Boy! There was one person who was so inebriated she could hardly stand I just hope she wasn't driving plus there was talk the family is thinking of suing KMHC....could be drunk talk for all I know. On Other News:  This morning I said hi to Chad G. I assume he's back as transportation driver and playing "Big Brother" with the surveillance cameras.  Personally I have no problem with the guy but I k...

Grim Reaper, The Symbol Of Death This has been an unusual week in the land of KMHC first off the passing of a tenant who I disliked, the Crazy Cat Lady has used up all her 9 lives and is now in another place.   So who will look after the cat!   I suggest the acting HSC Ingrid since she has a flair in feeding cats. Check out the cartoon in my previous blog “Achilles’ Heel “and you’ll know what I mean.  KMHC held a small luncheon for the deceased but I didn’t attend, it didn’t seem appropriate because we didn't like each other plus I’m not a hypocrite. The other night vandalism had struck the building someone who the Super referred to as a “scone” apparently shattered the glass at the front entrance. I knew what she meant its slang for “native person”.   I had my windows open and I did hear something strange like breaking glass but from my vantage point I can’t see the front entrance. Whoever it was must have issues with the KMHC office or a tenant. A reliable so...