Some of these Native names just make me smile.
How about Grand John, a St. John’s Indian.
Or Many Greets.
How do you think that Pierre Joe Stutterer got his name?
Or maybe, better yet, Sam Bananas. Now you know that he wasn’t named after the banana itself, so I can just sort of hear Sam trying to say his last name and someone thinking “sounds like bananas to me!” So Sam Bananas it became.
Did Native people have a sense of humor? How did Augustin Littlebreeches receive his name? Maybe he wasn’t quite as fortunate as Luis Luccaduck.
And then there’s Tomo Squatpan. What, exactly, was a squatpan? I’m betting it has something to do with what the Indians called the European’s idea of bathroom facilities…but I’m just guessing. I’m sure Tomo could have told us all about it.
Love this. The Cherokee names and naming patterns have been one of my most enjoyable and yet frustrating cross-cultural challenges.