I'm committed to scribble something every day, so here's the bit for today. It's all I got, sorry.
Growing up, I think half the girls I knew were named Susan. The other half was mostly Carolyns. I did not know a single Penny, A single Jackie, or Donna. I do believe, though, that half the women my age in this little town we moved to are named Jackie (after the tragic Mrs. Kennedy, I assume) and the rest is a melange of various Pennys and Donnas. Regional thing? National thing maybe? I knew several Gordons growing up, but believe I have yet to meet one here. But here, there's Bobby. We had no Bobby. We had Roberts and Bobs, but not one of them went by Bobby.
I wonder if that regional trend is disappearing with the internet and cable tv. The world (well, this end of it) is getting smaller, and smaller. I can't imagine that there are many places in the world with a bank loans officer named Perky. And I'm sure that by the next generation there will be even fewer. I'm glad I got to see it, here in TeenyTinyTown.
ps - to Irene - the pear's still up there.