Nicknames

 

BRENT, I used to be called that. I think my dad started it. I usually know how long Ive known someone if you still call me that. I have few friends that knows me by that name and it really does bring back memories when I hear it. My dad and brother still calls me by that. My grandparents the three that have passed also called me that!

Brehhhhhhhnt is usually how i remember it...LOL. Matter of fact I just heard it that way on Fathers Day when my dad was calling for me.

 

ICE. Im not even gonna front I spent some time locked up. I was there because of something I had done and had to do the time for it. While I was there Gods hand was on me. I befriended some of the 'brothers' (some black dudes not Christians) there. I worked with a guy named Ice. We worked together and would hang together on the yard. Soon some of his patnas started to call me White Ice. After he went home White Ice stuck. Some would dudes would come up to me and pop their shirt collar and say whats up White Ice, or its the White Ice boi! Eventually the 'White' got dropped and it became Ice. Some folks who call me Ice and only know me as Ice.

 

"B" I have only a few who calls me that. "Bren" I have some that call me
that too. "Brendo" was what a friend in High School called me and still does. "Mr B" is what my dear friend George called me (miss him). "Brenners" went thru for a summer. BUT  please...If you have known me longer than 3 years and you are still calling me Brandon something is wrong with you! Oh and to
that one who calls me "Bran" I am not a flake or some source of ruffage!  There is a Brandon in our office and the dude that calls me Brandon calls him Brendan, not the sharpest tool...

Today Im called by all sorts of names. My niece and nephews like to call me Uncle Penquin. My brother calls me Little Sibling. My daughter calls me Daddy, and I want to give her the world when she does. My wife calls my by Babe. I always wanted to call someone Babe, and now she calls me Babe too. Im a softy that way.

Many names one person. When thinking about all the things in my life and the happenings of my life. I and think of ONE name I want called. And that is my name written in the Lambs Book of Life. For this is the reason I have been named. 

And the other is no matter what you call me....JUST DONT CALL ME LATE TO DINNER!!!