by Joysa Maben Winter

How I Became a Kippah Crusader

In the Spring of 1997, as I bid farewell to my dear friend Bobby Vance, I made a promise. One of the few Cherokee elders still living on the land of his ancestors, Bobby lived the Indian Way completely. Rather than suffer through chemotherapy treatments his doctors knew would be ineffective, he faced his lung cancer only with prayers. And he never pretended he would live forever.

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