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I'll Tell Ya what's in a name!

1/30/2014

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Patsy Ann Rupp, 1961

        In last Saturday's Columbus Dispatch there was an article about a woman named Sheila who intends to legally change her name.  She absolutely hates the name Sheila.  She thinks it's really ugly.  She won't allow that name spoken in her house.  So she's going to change her name.  To Sexy.  She likes the name Sexy.
         I imagine at this point you're all asking the same two questions:
        1. Why the heck would anybody want to be named "Sexy"? and
         2. What's wrong with "Sheila"?
        Now, I have no idea what the answer to the first question is, but I know the answer to the
second.  What's wrong with "Sheila"  is that Sheila hates it.  And this I understand.  Totally.    Because I hate "Patricia".  It's really ugly. I won't allow that name spoken in my house.
        And while Sheila may hate "Sheila", she should consider herself lucky that her name is pretty much nickname-proof and therefore incapable of  devolving  into an even worse form.  For "Patricia",  on the other hand,  there are several awful nickname devolutions:
     - Tish (evokes a tissue)
     - Trish  (evokes  a tissue in the trash)
     - Trisha (evokes a tissue in the trash in Italy).

      - And then there's the worst of the variations, the one that was my parent's true intention for me,  for which "Patricia" was merely a portal of social convention:  
        Patsy  Ann
        That's  what my parents named me.   Patsy Ann Rupp.
        I have a very early memory of someone, probably some friendly adult, bending down and asking me my name and me replying, "Patsy Ann Rupp"  and feeling immediately embarrassed for saying such a silly-sounding  string of words.  From then  on I was embarrased by my name and tried never to say it myself.
        Still, I kicked  around the planet with that name hung on me for a good decade before I realized that I had the power to modify  it and still be within the acceptable boundaries of "Patricia".
        The above school photo was taken when I was ten years old.  It is one of the last photos in existence of Patsy Ann Rupp.  Soon afterwards I re-rolled myself out as Pat Rupp.  
        While "Pat Rupp" was a considerable improvement over "Patsy Ann Rupp",  it flowed not at all, sounding less like a real name than the sound that might be made by the approach of a limping elephant:  pat-RUPP,  pat-RUPP, pat-RUPP, pat-RUPP.  I still didn't like it .  But it got me through high school. 
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Pat Rupp, Senior Prom night.

        After high school I put five hundred miles between me and the limping elephant and headed off to college in the midwest. 
        Basking in the friendly vibes of the heartland,  I changed myself into Patti, charmingly pronounced by those of my new friends who hailed from Cleveland and points west as "Pyetti".
        Which was fine, I liked Pyetti Rupp well enough.  But it got even better when people started dropping the first name and I became known as "Rupp", or better yet, "Rupper", or best of all, in a sort of pre- "Big Lebowski" style, "The Rupper".
        Though to this day some of my college friends still occasonally refer to me by one of those variations on my old surname,  when college ended and my first "real" job began with US Army in Germany, I had  to return to using  a forename and somehow slipped back into the limping elephant name for a few years.
        Then along came a name-changer.
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        I'd known Tom Liszkay back in college, and I won't go into how fate threw us together while he was stationed in Germany and I was working there.  But I did like his surname, "Liszkay", not to mention the fine package that came with it.
        And so I finally ended up dropping the limping elephant for good.
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Tom and Patti (at last!) Liszkay, February 19, 1977

        So I finally made peace with my name.  And I'm good so long as nobody calls me: 
        1.  Patricia
        2.  Patsy Ann
        3.  Pat Rupp 
        4.  "Mother".  (For reasons that I won't go into but have nothing to do with my own mother, I hate being called "Mother").
        On the other hand, if one night the angel Gabriel appeared to me in a dream and offered to change my name for me and take care of all the necessary paperwork and historical revisions,  I just might take him up on it...if only the name "Sexy" weren't already snagged... ;) 
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