Les Jones

Travel > Naming Babies on the Road

Here's a way to solve our dilemma about naming the baby. Close your eyes, spin the vanity license plate rack at the Stuckey's on I-95, and point.

Years from now when our daughter asked why she doesn't have a Biblical name like her friend Mary, we could have told her that Stuckey's was all out of Mary license plates at the time. Blame it on a crummy inventory management system. Good thing we're not having a boy this time. They were all out of Bort license plates, too.

If Melissa had pointed to the alphabetically out of place Angel, would that have been a sign?