Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Talk about a tragedy

Growing up and living with the name Danny Cockburn. I went to the grocery store and saw a work van for Danny Cockburn Electric. Gees. I bet that was awful growing up. I interviewed a guy for a story the other day named Woody Dick and wondered how much his parents must have hated him when he was born. But, think about the origins of these names. In the old days, many names were derived from a person's profession: Johnny Shoemaker, Johnny Miller, you get the idea. How did these poor souls come up with dick and cockburn for family names? I also worked with a guy named Dick Hardin. I swear to God, I'm not making it up.


  • At 11:15 PM, December 30, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    I guess Dick Limpen would be bad.

    Was just funny to hear the front desk gal page him over the intercom in the newsroom:
    Dick Hardin, you have a phone call.
    Dick *long pause* Hardin.

    We'd all just bust a stitch when she'd page him because it was so friggin hilarious.

    Of course, there are the awful nicknames some of the boys got from other boys that I never knew exactly why, but I had my suspicions. One kid was called Fuzzy and another was called Boner.


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