Danny and Joey took my hands and drew me along to the Yard hooch where a dozen or so other Yards lounged about. They introduced me as Y Sonny Eban and I endured another embarrassing display of Yard familiarity and affection. They roasted me with warmth and basted me with the term Y Sonny Eban. I never did learn what Y Sonny Eban meant, and I don't think the Lone Ranger ever found out what Kimo Sabe meant. Maybe we were both fortunate.
Yards are a primitive, simple people.
They are like all primitive people in that their lives are not complicated and their choices are few. Day to day survival is the driving force in their lives and forming close relationships help them do that. They have friends and they have enemies. They know good animals and bad animals, benevolent spirits and evil spirits, food that is good to eat and food that poisons. The Yard world has few shades of gray.