In this column from 1989 I tell about naming Rob and Rebecca.
Rachel pops in with a question which leads to an answer that might make you giggle.
FYI: When we named Russell I thought he’d have the nickname Rusty, but no red hair for him–red hair skipped a generation as Russell’s son has the hair I wished for his daddy–Russell’s middle name is Charles which comes from my Dad is also Bob’s grandfather’s name.
Not to leave out our fourth child: Rachel Jo, the baby of the family, was named after my Grandma Jo.
My dad, Chuck Paska, shared many stories about his life. This is one that shows how he would take any job to make money for his family during the Great Depression.
I’m happy he didn’t get too deep into driving booze for gangsters. That might have changed his life if he had.
Reading his words always brings me closer to him again.