Another Man's Moccasins Quotes

“A writer, like a sheriff, is the embodiment of a group of people and without their support both are in a tight spot.”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“You do have one prejudice though. I looked back at her again from under the brim of my hat. "You don't care about the living as much as you do the dead.”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“If no one remembered them, were they ever really here?”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“You cannot correct the path he has chosen; it is his path. The only thing you can do is not punish him for something he has not done.”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“At the flight barracks, I got a clearer view of how the other half lived. On an air force base, pilots are royalty, and fighter pilots are kings.”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“Crow?” I leaned against the counter. He took a deep breath. “Yes, but not River or Mountain Band. He is something else.” I pointed toward the moccasins. “The bead pattern is one I’ve never seen; it’s geometric, but not the Crow that I know.” He knelt by the bars and examined the medicine bag and moccasins, though I noticed he touched neither, and nodded. “Kicked-in-the-Belly.” I waited a moment. “You mind telling a heathen devil white man what that is?” He pivoted and sat on the floor with his back to the cell, which Dog took as an invitation and joined him. “Eelalapi’io, a shunned band, one of thirteen exogamous maternal clans; fourth clan, grouped with ackya’pkawi’a, or Bad War Honors. ” I watched as he thought about it, first categorizing the information and then translating it so that it would be relatable to me linguistically and culturally. “Seventeen-twenty-seven, or thereabouts, there was a Crow war party led by Young White Buffalo that raided the Fat River country and came back with a very strange animal. This animal was as large as the elk but with rounded hooves, a long tail, and mane; it had no antlers, and the tribe was very interested in this new thing. A brave got too close to the”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins

“because I wanted to”
― Craig Johnson, Another Man's Moccasins