Saturday, July 21, 2012
What's in a name?
I practically renamed my youngest son as well, introducing him as Dan. Without hesitation, he reaches out to shake a hand and matter-of-factly announces: "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Jeff."
I've even called both of my girls Maggie. Maggie was our black lab.
Just last week, I was with Gayle looking at photos of an event and asked her how she managed not to be in any of the pics. I knew she was there because her three kids were in several shots. Gayle reminded me that she arrived in Boston for her vacation the day following the event, that she has no kids, and isn't married yet.
The good news is that I'm not at a loss for names; I just get them wrong. So far, I've avoided the ultimate miscue: "Hello, I'm Randy Hunt and this is my wife... Uh... Hmm... Help me out here, Hon."