What's in a name? I grew up hating my first name and I never knew why I got it. Leland. From the Teutonic, it means of or from the meadow land. Once I found that out, I hated it less. The mailman's first name was Leland. A neighbor also had the name. The barber in a nearby town.
Almost no one spells it right the first time. Leyland. Leeland. Lealand. Leighland. And when I worked in a call center, customers called me Leonard, Waylon, Leon, and a few other names.
But I fell in love with my name when I found out it was the middle name of one of my heroes:
But I fell in love with my name when I found out it was the middle name of one of my heroes:
Walter Leland Cronkite.
And that's the way it is.
And that's the way it is.
and oh yeah, then there's this guy, who is clearly well-loved!
https://twitter.com/peace1/status/1428839798878375937?s=20
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