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amro, if I told you I considered myself something of an Odysseus, would you consider forming a long, deep platonic bond with me where you offer me guidance and sometimes laugh at my misadventure?
Jon. My Daddy is a home furnishings salesman who at this moment is probably hurtling down the Merritt Parkway with a Newport Light clamped between his teeth and a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee in his cupholder, grumbling about the driver in front of him.
My name is not Earl, but my dad's was and I am always thankful that he hated that name and didn't name me Earl, Jr. He was an industrial equiptment mechanic and a crazy old coot. I miss the old guy.
Michelle, and my daddy's is Melville, which means "from the estate of the hard worker" and couldn't be more true. He's an engineer, a guitar player, a space-science geek, a Viet Nam veteran, and funny as hell.
Pay attention now...
I am Kenneth Richard (I go by Richard)
Pa was Kenneth Walter jr.
Grandpa was Kenneth Walter Sr.
Gr Grandpa was Richard Walter.
That's all I know. Oh and thanks mom for calling me by my middle name, causing me to endure questions like, "Richard's your middle name? What's you real name then?" and having to deal with being called Kenneth by every health care agency I deal with.
My name is... wait for it.... Mike. My dad's Marty and was in the Navy for close to 30 years and now is the DC9 training manager for Northwest Airlines. It sucks to be in the airline industry nowadays - my mom told me yesterday that he "only" had to take a 5% paycut.
Deborah, of course. I never had a really "daddy". The man that came closest to that role is named Rob(ert). I also have (had? he and my aunt are divorced) an uncle who was very father-like and his name is Virgil.