Can you believe I am the very last/youngest “Favel” in my Cree & Metis lineage. My family has been wiped out due to residential schools, warfare and abuse. I am the last one to survive my addictions long enough to leave a legacy of positivity. I know the Creator has planned this as my destiny, last blood, fiery Favel and Resilience Red. We marched for Red Power, we fought in the courts, we fought in world wars, we fought colonialism, we fought our demons, we even fought each other. However, our name lives on. Then when I die, poof, my entire Favel lineage will only exist in the history books. My family has been through so much and here you witness, the depletion of my blood. Although my family didn’t survive the trenches, we fought for the rights of our people and no one can dispute that. The extinction of my family line is hard to accept, but once I am gone, our music and stories will serve as a record that we were here, and proud of it. Everything I do now carries the Favel name and I am humbled to live out the last years of our trailblazing family blood.