As the readers who have been with me for awhile can remember, my dad was a good storyteller. Humor and a twinkle in his aquamarine eyes were a fact of life for him. As I have also stated previously, I am my dad’s girl – his sense of humor, his face, long legs and body type, his vivid imagination, personality type…
And why, you may ask, is Debb telling us all this?
Because the 24th of August is when my sister died in 1994. So I’ve been thinking about her a lot, which then leads me to think of my dad. He often told Sandra and I a story (in complete German accent, of course!) that gave a listing of people…and “De Bows and De Bobbitt” were always on that list, no matter how many times he told the story or how he changed the story from one telling to another. 🙂
Once I moved out of state, and before personal computers came out, Sandra and I addressed our letters to “Bows” or “Bobbitt” when writing each other. I was Bobbitt, she was Bows. Now I wish I could remember the story! We thought perhaps Bobbitt was Aunt Barbara, who was around long before our time. Who knows what Bows was a nickname for!
I recently changed this blog’s by-line to: “for the inner sunshine we all need”. Thinking of this little story made me smile, so I wanted to share it with you. Have you any creative nicknames that you gave yourself or someone else named you?
Debb, also known as Bobbitt.
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