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Red Lake Nation will build affordable housing on Ambles site next to AIOIC, Cedar Box Co. and Franklin LRT Station
Sam Strong, RedLake Economic Development Director BY RED LAKE NATION NEWSPAPER Courtesy of Red Lake Nation Newspaper and website The Red Lake Nation has bought an old warehouse property in Minneapolis, and announced plans this week to turn it into an affordable housing complex. According to Red Lake Economic Developmenat Director Sam Strong, it”'s the tribe”'s first attempt to provide affordable housing to members who live outside the northern Minnesota reservation. “It”'s really more than just a housing development,” Strong said. “It”'s a fully inclusive development that allows us to serve all of our band members in Minneapolis.” The design process is still in its preliminary stages, but Strong said the tribe plans to build a clinic and social services hub for tribe members on the main floor of the former Amble”'s Hardware building. (more…)
Remembering MaMa
BY JANET GILLESPIE My mother would have been embarrassed by this attention, but I know she would have also been very honored”¦it feels like just yesterday that I was reflecting on my dad”'s life”¦now, all too soon, I celebrate my mom”'s life. It was no accident or stroke of good luck when God moved the Adam family across the street from my parents in 2005. They began helping and supporting my parents and me from day one. They visited, mowed lawns, shoveled walks, brought meals and adopted my parents (and me) into their family. As my parent”'s needs grew, so did the helpfulness and support from Thor, Mary and their children. I don”'t really have words to tell you, Thor and Mary, how your coming along side me in the last 3 1/2 weeks of mom”'s life lifted me up. I knew all I had to do was call and you would come, which you did 3 times in one day on the last day of her life. Mary, your help, advice and guidance with medications, your [...]
“The Sound of Silence”
BY SIMON AND GARFUNKEL Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone ”˜Neath the halo of a streetlamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share No one dare Disturb the sound of silence “Fools” said I, “You do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you” But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence And the people bowed and [...]
