Advice

 Advice

Janie Treeborne

Now y'all listen to this.
Family is the most important thing there is and y'all should respect your family. Do as I say and not as I do. Fight for what you believe in and protect nature.
I realized late that family is the most important thing there is. My Aunt Tammy and I were more alike than I cared to admit for a long time, and what I did to her will haunt me till I'm gone.
Fight for what you believe in. Although I should have went about it differently, I still fought to protect The Seven.
Finally, protect nature. Some may see nature as land to build on, but it can be home to others.





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