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Hopi & Navajo

On my way to New Orleans, my 19th trip, to deliver food and clothes, and building materials, I did not have a designated area for delivering it to. 

Meeting the Navajo tribe was God sent.


When I saw the poverty I was moved, touched, and inspired because I can relate because this is where I am from. 

I gave them everything on my truck. I then got wish lists of what they really needed.

a year later bringing the items to the Navajo Reservation, I got lost on the Hopi Reservation and found the Hopi villages

Hopi Boy with Dog in Snow w-Truck.JPG
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