Ok. I did a sneaky thing here. You remember how in the very first comic, I mentioned that Little Pine First Nation is my reserve. That is entirely true. It says so on my Indian Status card, and that’s where I usually go for special occasions.
However, it is not the reserve that I am at in this comic. Little Pine is my grandfather’s reserve. Cowessess First Nation, where I spent my summers, is my grandmothers reserve. And my great grandmother’s reserve. In fact, that’s my great grandmother there, in the last panel. I was lucky enough to know her growing up, and I have tons and tons of wonderful memories of going to her house in the summertime. It was always filled with family – cousins, aunties and uncles, and various relations too many times removed for five-year old me to be able to keep straight in my mind. (When in doubt, I called everyone cousin)
The City of Broadview, which is nearby, has a great intro to the reserve and the area around it!