Sunday, November 13, 2011

Proper Fruit

Donnie, Wayne, Bob, Martin and Tom
(15"x 30" Acrylic on canvas)

      A lot of men seem to live up to their given name.   It suits them we say.   How many guys named
     "Daryl" turn out to be highway patrolmen, or operate backhoes?   A huge percentage according to 
      national statistics.  
     
      Likewise, there are few "Larrys" in the United State's Senate.   A Lawrence will sneak in on    
      occasion.   But you can bet, ever since they were young, they went by Lawrence -- never the   
      easier (and less ambitious) Larry as in "Hey Larry, did you eat all my chips?"  

      Rocky Coop and Doyce Plunk, two guys I grew up with, both lived up to their full names.             
      You instantly regretted messing with those two, as their names clearly indicate. 
   
       One exception back then was Butch Wolfe.   Thin with glasses, Butch was much more into Mad 
       Magazine than kicking ass.   A shameful disappointment to his Marine father, Richard.  Who,
       supporting my theory, preferred to be called Dick. 
        
      


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