Although my Dad has been gone for 4-1/2 years now, you guys probably can tell that I still have a [koff] few issues with him. But we do one thing at a time around here. So I'm happy to report that earlier this week, I went down to the courthouse and had my middle name changed -- it's now my wife's middle name, instead of my Dad's first name (which is the naming convention in my ethnic group).
I had thought of ditching the surname, too -- but (a) that's kind of a pain, and (b) it didn't originate with my Dad, and in fact has a proud history of its own, which I won't bore you with.
But anyhow, having expunged that bit of baggage, I should be all happy, joyous, and free (or at least reasonably priced) now. If I'm not, please let me know!
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