Every once in a while, I run across some crazy names — things which are innocent, but could certainly sound like a prank phone call if you didn’t know any better.  These are all true:

• I once knew a girl named Sunshine Beam.  I knew another named Sunny Rae Dawn.  Someone said their parents did drugs.
• I have a friend namd Anita Brown-Dixon.  Of course, I don’t think she’s ever had one, and certainly wouldn’t tell her son anything of the sort.
• I met a woman in Nashville named Anita Boner.  She really loves her husband… A lot.
• I have another friend, a Pirate Chick no less, named Robyn Cox.
• A friend of a friend called to ask me for help with something.  “Mark?  This is Dick Sells.”  I asked him who was buying.  
• I once knew a guy named John Ope.  His middle initial was L, and he usually went by Jack…  “Hello, Mr. Jackalope!”
• I met Ira Fuson a few months ago…
• …and imagine my surprise to meet the real Benjamin Dover.
• Everyone knows at least one John Turner.
• There’s a huge family of Fags just south of here.  Poor Richard… and some of them married Johnsons.
• There actually was a guy in a local high school named Mike Hunt.  He lives in Oak Ridge.

     When I consider the Wildcat’s last name is Melton, I can’t help but laugh at the headline of our future wedding.  Although, she’s been meltin’ me since the day we met…