Friday, March 11, 2016

Hello, my name is...

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Today is Middle Name Pride Day and it reminded me of my youth and a time when I was less than ready to share mine with the world.  I actually didn't tell many of my friends growing up because it's a "girl's name."  My middle name is Leslie.  I realize as an adult it isn't just a name for girls.  But growing up that's a hard concept to understand, especially when you're getting razzed about it.

Grandpa & Grandpa Bresler with my mom
I'm actually proud to have the middle name.  Leslie was my maternal grandfather's middle name as well.  Harry Leslie Bresler, Sr. was born in 1928 and served our country as a member of the United States Navy during World War II.  He met and married my grandmother and they had three children.

Grandpa Bresler
St. Patrick's Day 1967
At the age of 38 my grandpa died in an accident at work.  My mom was only a teenager, so my brother and I never knew him.  I feel like his middle name is a gift to me and a way to continue his legacy.  But even with that mindset I hesitated when it came to naming our son when he was born.  I didn't want him to be made fun of for having a "girl's" name too, so we opted for something different.

Brooke Leslie's day of birthday
Nearly six years later when our daughter was born, my wife and I made a decision that no matter the new baby's gender, the middle name was going to be Leslie.  So my daughter Brooke and I share a middle name.  I remember how proud my grandma was when she learned her great granddaughter would be the fourth generation to have Leslie as a middle name.

So to all my friends who never knew, my middle name is not Les or Lester or Lee like I'd implied so many years ago.  It's Leslie and I'm proud to share it.

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