I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

There are three defining events which make a family: weddings, births or adoption celebrations, and funerals. Of these three, the last one, it seems to me, is the one that cements those bonds–the one thing that confirms we are part of the tribe–  by marriage, birth, and even friendship– that we are connected– for better or worse, sickness and health, ’till death do us part.