B and I were hanging out in Durham's airport, awaiting our flight back to Birmingham, when I made a little list of things I wanted to do with him during his last week in town. We've already covered all the places we want to eat (Highlands, baby!), but this was in the wedding-planning genre. I mentioned that I didn't need his guest list for awhile, but I'd be happy to help him go through his "circles" when he was ready, which I how we ended up calling out names for the better part of an hour in the RDU terminal, gate C-15.Most of his list was perfect--he even spelled people's names as he went (love you B!). But a few got me really tickled...
A few names I have so far:
2 Coaches to be Named
Mr. Barry (Bible Teacher)
Pitcher from WV
Shortstop from Stanford
Hebrew Hammer
I relish the day I ask my mother to write "Hebrew Hammer" on an inner envelope.
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