What’s in a name anyway?

                                                     “”Bobby Wayne””

 

Rob, Bob, Billy Bob, Bobby Wayne and even Robert are names I have had at one time or another.

From 70’s through 90’s I was in the U.S. Army and had many nick names.

In the early days of my Army life, the pace was fast and there was not much time for names. I was called Private and that was that. There were other names also, but they were not all that nice, hey you, soldier, troop, etc. You get the idea.

When I was assigned to my first real assignment in Nah Trang, Viet Nam, there were four Roberts in the unit. I ended up being called Bob instead of Robert. The nickname stuck, not all that neat, but I had been called Rob not Bob most of my early years.

When I returned to the real world after my time in Viet Nam, I was again called Rob and Robert and things got back to normal.

After a time with the Military Police, I was back to being a Police Officer in my hometown where I was Rob again.

The Military managed to get me back to its ranks and I was back to being called Bob.

On several assignments in the South I was called Billy Bob and Bobby Wayne because of my size and my ability to blend in with the local population.

I got so used to Bobby Wayne and all that goes with that name, I bought a white Chevy Pick Up truck, a vehicle that any real Bobby Wayne would have.

I had the white Chevy truck for 15 years and the nickname Bobby Wayne stuck with me the entire time I was in Alabama.

What’s in a name anyway? We go by what we and others like.

I like Rob, Bob, Billy Bob, Bobby Wayne and even Robert; it just depends on my mood and location.