Now I Am Really On The War Path

I deleted this original post, it got out of hand, all this that I have kids and I do not. I grew up beside an Indigeous community and we attended a regional high school together.  I was sweet on an Indigeous girl in my grade seven french class and classmates picked up on it. Then there was an incident where the two of us were being teased over it, I stood up for the two of us at one point when the ridicule got out of hand. I will leave it at that, I sure I met her later on in life while in a bar in New York as a young adult. I was at the bar and a young woman with the Indigenous accent that I reconized from my youth, was at the bar beside me and I turned to her and spoke. I told her how I reconized her accent while showing her my Canadian Government ID card, I then wrote a note on a napkin and wth her lipstick I put a finger print on the note that I wrote to her, how many a white man spoke with a forked tonque, there was a fork tonque scar on my finger print I put on the note I wrote her and telling her to be there later in life for me. I forget what became of that meeting in the bar with the young Indigenous lady while in New York, I certainly thought of her enough over the years while being influenced by media clips about her as I assume. Appairently she owns the name Doctor Goober Modesty as a writer, I am trying to disassociate myself from that name and what became of it. I came up with the name myself unknowingly and using it when it has been used by others.