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06-20-2002 02:36 PM ET (US)
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Edited by author 06-20-2002 02:38 PM
There is something to be said for one-and-only names like yours J. I suppose the lack of an infinite supply of them is a reason why epithets were given to folks before they had surnames: William the Conqueror; Ferdinand the Great; John the Smith with the Big Wart on his Nose; of course, some stories can be said to be extended epithets:
Phillip the Short who, taking umbrage at the suggestion of one Smeekum the Pantywaist that He was microbic in both form and temperament, picked up yon Oak from the mountain forest and swung mightily, hitting the aforementioned caput Smeeki over the bleachers and into the outskirts of Corinth, where Avogadro the Glandular...
That is to say, the story is the story of the shadow of the name...
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06-20-2002 12:34 PM ET (US)
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Is this why I am glad to be the only Jeneane Sessum, was the only Jeneane Dimino, and am the first and primary "Jeneane" and "Sessum" and only "Jeneane Sessum" on google? In the history of humanity, naming is a weighty responsibility--perhaps the weightiest--that absolutely informs our identities.
While growing up, all of my friends "hated" their names. It was cool to "hate" your name. They all adopted nicknames of one sort or another. I felt strange for loving my name. I still love my name. I love the screwed up spelling, which my sister is responsible for (they let her spell my name, she was 9, she was learning from strident nuns about vowels: "the first vowel talks and the second vowel walks."). I have never run into a Jeneane spelled like mine, though I've found a couple on google. Garafalo comes close but I think we're a letter off.
I can't travel into the depths you and AKMA have dug into right now, but I'm happy to be Jeneane.
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