Isn't it interesting that an Indian named Wood Burning is so different from a white man named Woody Burns?

Intersting quote from the short story "Some Other Me" by Brian Hodge: "I've said it before, but it bears repeating: It's only in our fears and dreams that anyone truly comes to know the real anyone else. In that spirit I can say I knew Mr. Cavanaugh better than anyone, but because he feared death. Often, the things we've been and things we've done leave a burden inside us, and when death becomes as real as an old friend planning a visit, we dream of more days to pay for the past a little at a time instead of all at once." Great method of transition between different sections of a story.