Dave's Fiction Warehouse

T oday I would like to acknowledge the birth of my second granddaughter. Ruby Eleanor Knadler arrived yesterday morning, weighing about six and a half pounds and sporting some slightly reddish hair. My son Dave Jr. tells me she’s not altogether happy to be out of the womb and into the world, but I’m pretty sure she’ll get used to it. We all do, right? At 4 months About the name: I love it. During the pregnancy, daughter-in-law Erika was reluctant to discuss possible names, her rationale being that people tend to influence one’s better judgment with their negative reactions. That’s true, when you think about it. No matter what name comes up, there’s always somebody who hated a coworker or classmate with the same moniker. That’s how so many people tend to get oddball names that no one has ever heard of. Ruby Eleanor just sounds right to me. Different, yes, but rooted in American tradition. I like names that are somewhat rare, but nevertheless are recognizable as names. I really detest th...