I opened the tab so I’d not lose track and my ADHD kicked in. It’s been sitting here waiting on me, sorry - I’m afraid it happens. :(
I don’t know if I could handle THAT small. I grew up in Dallas but with family in Mississippi - so several times mom would drive me (and herself) to visit family in Natchez, which has around 20,000 people. Maybe another 5,000 across the river in Vidalia, Louisiana. Not much in that town, surviving mostly on tourism especially after the last industry - a paper mill - closed down. Very very sad, which is also a bummer because it’s really a pretty place with some history (although I suppose a lot of the history they trade on is a bit distasteful).
Actually, worth mentioning… it’s easy to google my name - Isaac Eiland-Hall - but that is, of course, my married name. When mom was pregnant with me, they were living in Natchez at the time. Obviously they had my last name - Hall - and waffled between Jacob and Isaac eventually settling on Isaac… but they couldn’t come up with a middle name. Driving around town one day, they passed by a particular antebellum home, and mom jokingly said “How about Isaac ‘Stanton Hall’?” - and dad, not seeing where they were, thought about it, and liked it. And then mom thought and liked it too, so I was named after a building. heh.
It actually caused me to have to sit and think when I found out my wife wanted to hyphenate. I’d vaguely heard about it before and was fine with it - but it would “ruin” my name thing! But I finally decided she was more important than it (and I wanted to share the same last name) lol.
It’s funny how where you live changes perspective. It definitely freaked me out in Panama City with the huge expanse of the Gulf, although by the time we moved up here, I’m fine with having the Atlantic close by. heh. I kinda like it. It’s also still weird after eight years growing up watching the NYC ball drop at New Year’s at 11pm, then watching whatever local event at midnight. Now, of course, the ball drop IS midnight. lol. And growing up with television talking about programs playing like “Watch the latest episode tonight, nine Eastern / eight Central”. Now I’m the Eastern. lol.
I do kinda like living on the east coast, though. There is some lack of respect for places inland. And while I’m not particularly interested in the military, having Norfolk here feels nice. And as much as they’re a pain in the butt to use, the bridge-tunnel complexes are just cool and rare infrastructure…
I’m sorry for the broken phone, dealing with that sucks. I’m glad you got a new one. :)
And mountains are the one thing I wish we had closer. My time in Seattle got me spoiled on them. But I guess you just can’t have everything. lol.
That’s hilarious! I opened your reply up and held it for later and did the same thing, before ever reading your reply! Lol
And way too much coincidence. I won’t post my whole name, but I’m actually a hyphenate as well. My mom wrote her ex husband’s name on the birth certificate because when I was born it was a c section, but when they cut her she felt it. She’d had so many epidurals previously because of her surgeries for her disabilities that he had just built an immunity to them is our best guess they had to knock her out, and they asked her to sign the birth certificate before the drugs had fully worn off. Haha. So the birth certificate had one name (her ex husband and my brother’s name) and SS had another (my father’s) name, and no body ever realized the mistake until it came time to get it drivers license. I ended up hyphenating them as it was cheaper than getting one or the other changed at the time.
Should I ever get married I want to just add the third name. I really like the idea of collecting names haha
Also! Bridge tunnel story! The entire reason we moved to Hampton Roads is because we were living in a school bus, traveling and setting up with the carnival at the time. Very long sort of fall from grace type scenario. Haha. But the bus broke down inside in the tunnel. We were stuck there for hours and hours. We caused a huge traffic jam. And my mom was terribly claustrophobic. By the time the wrecker got there and got us out of the tunnel she told them to take us to the nearest camp ground instead of a mechanic. She was done. We stayed in a campground in Chesapeake for a few months and then didn’t leave Hampton roads for 15 years
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I opened the tab so I’d not lose track and my ADHD kicked in. It’s been sitting here waiting on me, sorry - I’m afraid it happens. :(
I don’t know if I could handle THAT small. I grew up in Dallas but with family in Mississippi - so several times mom would drive me (and herself) to visit family in Natchez, which has around 20,000 people. Maybe another 5,000 across the river in Vidalia, Louisiana. Not much in that town, surviving mostly on tourism especially after the last industry - a paper mill - closed down. Very very sad, which is also a bummer because it’s really a pretty place with some history (although I suppose a lot of the history they trade on is a bit distasteful).
Actually, worth mentioning… it’s easy to google my name - Isaac Eiland-Hall - but that is, of course, my married name. When mom was pregnant with me, they were living in Natchez at the time. Obviously they had my last name - Hall - and waffled between Jacob and Isaac eventually settling on Isaac… but they couldn’t come up with a middle name. Driving around town one day, they passed by a particular antebellum home, and mom jokingly said “How about Isaac ‘Stanton Hall’?” - and dad, not seeing where they were, thought about it, and liked it. And then mom thought and liked it too, so I was named after a building. heh.
It actually caused me to have to sit and think when I found out my wife wanted to hyphenate. I’d vaguely heard about it before and was fine with it - but it would “ruin” my name thing! But I finally decided she was more important than it (and I wanted to share the same last name) lol.
It’s funny how where you live changes perspective. It definitely freaked me out in Panama City with the huge expanse of the Gulf, although by the time we moved up here, I’m fine with having the Atlantic close by. heh. I kinda like it. It’s also still weird after eight years growing up watching the NYC ball drop at New Year’s at 11pm, then watching whatever local event at midnight. Now, of course, the ball drop IS midnight. lol. And growing up with television talking about programs playing like “Watch the latest episode tonight, nine Eastern / eight Central”. Now I’m the Eastern. lol.
I do kinda like living on the east coast, though. There is some lack of respect for places inland. And while I’m not particularly interested in the military, having Norfolk here feels nice. And as much as they’re a pain in the butt to use, the bridge-tunnel complexes are just cool and rare infrastructure…
I’m sorry for the broken phone, dealing with that sucks. I’m glad you got a new one. :)
And mountains are the one thing I wish we had closer. My time in Seattle got me spoiled on them. But I guess you just can’t have everything. lol.
That’s hilarious! I opened your reply up and held it for later and did the same thing, before ever reading your reply! Lol
And way too much coincidence. I won’t post my whole name, but I’m actually a hyphenate as well. My mom wrote her ex husband’s name on the birth certificate because when I was born it was a c section, but when they cut her she felt it. She’d had so many epidurals previously because of her surgeries for her disabilities that he had just built an immunity to them is our best guess they had to knock her out, and they asked her to sign the birth certificate before the drugs had fully worn off. Haha. So the birth certificate had one name (her ex husband and my brother’s name) and SS had another (my father’s) name, and no body ever realized the mistake until it came time to get it drivers license. I ended up hyphenating them as it was cheaper than getting one or the other changed at the time.
Should I ever get married I want to just add the third name. I really like the idea of collecting names haha
Also! Bridge tunnel story! The entire reason we moved to Hampton Roads is because we were living in a school bus, traveling and setting up with the carnival at the time. Very long sort of fall from grace type scenario. Haha. But the bus broke down inside in the tunnel. We were stuck there for hours and hours. We caused a huge traffic jam. And my mom was terribly claustrophobic. By the time the wrecker got there and got us out of the tunnel she told them to take us to the nearest camp ground instead of a mechanic. She was done. We stayed in a campground in Chesapeake for a few months and then didn’t leave Hampton roads for 15 years