In 1979 I was just learning how to be thirteen. I didn’t know that I’d have to keep thinking about it until I was twenty-five. I thought that once I figured out thirteen, then it was history, junk for the archaelogists to find years later. I thought it would keep working that way, figuring out each year as it came, then discarding it when the new one came along. But there’s much more to the whole thing. I mean, I had to figure out what it meant to be a boy, a man too. Most of all, I had to find out what it meant to be an Indian, and there ain’t no self-help manuals for that that last one.

– Witnesses, Secret and Not,  from The Lone Ranger and Tonto and Fistfight in Heaven, Sherman Alexie