My brother said, '
Ihave dog blood.' I didn't know Charlie was interested in dogs!
"On Sundays, Dad would ask us what we wanted to do. We'd choose from the aquarium down in the Battery, the Bronx Zoo and the Museum of Natural History. And there--they have it to this day--in a magnificent room, with really grandiose totem poles, was an enormous Kwakiutl canoe from the northwest coast, and in it were these dummies of Indians paddling and another, in a bearskin, standing up. So I started reading Indian stories, legends, The Kalevala--that's The Land of Heroes, a Finnish folk epic by Elias Lonnrot. Those were days when Indians were hot from the warpath and Wounded Knee. And these wonderful books were coming out, very fresh, ¬ contrived for children, just great retelling to boys of Indian tales, such as Lewis Henry Morgan's League of the Iroquois--a book Marx liked."1
"And then my parents had a place out in the woods where the Delaware Indians had lived, and the Iroquois had come down and fought them.
