Man determined to keep medicines from becoming extinct
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The sun is barely up, but Derick Pitawanakwat has been awake for hours. Every second Friday he rises at 4 a.m. and builds a huge fire near his home on the Wikwemikong reserve in northeastern Ontario.
Two huge cast-iron cauldrons are suspended over the fire by heavy chains attached to a wooden tripod. Inside the cauldrons, small bits of wood, roots, bark and leaves float in a bubbling, reddish brown liquid. You could call it herbal tea, enough for an army. But Pitawanakwat calls it medicine.
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