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Close, but it was James, instead of Bob!
It’s the human need to be “part” of something. No matter how much we may denigrate, the time, or the people involved, it is a shared experience. The lens of time may skew our individual remembrance of that snapshot. But, it is shared nonetheless. Do not miss the opportunity, to reconnect, no matter how remotely. Everyone will bring their own treasure to be shared. You will find those, with whom you are glad to have forgotten, and those, whom you may have dismissed previously, that you want to get to know better.
Of course I have had supper, and begun to relax, with my favorite libation, so take my counsel, with as many grains of salt you feel necessary.
"Bob" is just the name I choose to use for 'unknown'.
Yes but you were directly on target. Many heads turned, so middle names were used. My parents never called me by my first name. ( Unless I was in serious trouble, then all three names were used)
Oh, yeah! I did not wanna hear that!( Unless I was in serious trouble, then all three names were used)
Two of my nephews were called by their middle names while growing up. Due to jobs, personnel files, etc. they have gotten accustomed to being called by their first names and answer to either. Neither one is a "junior".I have been called by my middle name since birth. It seems to be a trend in my family, but it could be that both grandfathers, maternal and paternal uncles, great uncle, etc, all shared my first name. Family reunions, were confusing, to say the least.
I got it!My like for the above is partial. You can guess which part I don't like.
It’s the human need to be “part” of something. No matter how much we may denigrate, the time, or the people involved, it is a shared experience. The lens of time may skew our individual remembrance of that snapshot. But, it is shared nonetheless. Do not miss the opportunity, to reconnect, no matter how remotely. Everyone will bring their own treasure to be shared. You will find those, with whom you are glad to have forgotten, and those, whom you may have dismissed previously, that you want to get to know better.
Of course I have had supper, and begun to relax, with my favorite libation, so take my counsel, with as many grains of salt you feel necessary.
Deeper Texan is talking about a potluck dinner gathering...SO well written!
Neither one is a "junior".



There's enough Aquavit and Pomade in those pictures to grease the tracks of a Tiger tank.![]()
I was told my middle name was chosen specifically for its length and how its rhythm sounded in a potential "all three names" callout.( Unless I was in serious trouble, then all three names were used)


SO well written!
Lemme guess...Billy Ray Winslow?I was told my middle name was chosen specifically for its length and how its rhythm sounded in a potential "all three names" callout.
I'm still not sure whether to be glad for that, but I have to admit, it did work fairly well.![]()
my parents, relatives and friends all called me by my nick name. Always. On my first day of school the teacher called out my proper name and I didn't respond. I didn't know who she was calling, but someone there had the same last name as me! My cousin elbowed me and said: I think she means you. When I got home I reported that the teacher had called me a new name. I was astounded to learn that I had a second name.Yes but you were directly on target. Many heads turned, so middle names were used. My parents never called me by my first name. ( Unless I was in serious trouble, then all three names were used)
The seven syllables in my full name make a rhythm
Was there anything about that in any German field manual?There's enough Aquavit and Pomade in those pictures to grease the tracks of a Tiger tank.![]()