If I were Newt Gingrich, I think I would change my name.  I don’t know the guy… but his name isn’t so great.  I mean, when I think of Newt… I think of the old scene with the witches around the cauldron, wearing the big tall crooked black hats  …. and sporting  hairy chins and all.  And they are saying “Toil and trouble… eye of newt…and…”

And.  That’s just “the Newt part” of the guy’s name.  His last name reminds me of a Grinch sort of character… who instead of stealing Christmas… steals Greenwich Village.  The Gingrich.

Yep.  Sure as ship… I would change my name.

Now Tippi Hedren.  THAT is a cool name.  Or how about Ava Gardner.  Those are TRULY  some names, now.

Okay… you are thinking… this… all coming from someone named Polly Cecile Constance Kronenberger.  Glass house.  Throwing rocks and that sort of thing.

I don’t argue.  My name is like some kind of hodgepodge on a sauerkraut sandwich.  Like succotash at a cheap buffet, or something.

In fact… I am the only Polly Kronenberger in the United States… the last time I checked.    As far as Polly’s go…..there are 35,019 people in the U.S. with the first name Polly.  By ranking, it is the 1,003rd most popular first name.   Or least popular… depending on the glass half full deal.  Mary, Patricia, and Jennifer are the top three.  I know a whole bunch of Mary’s, Patricia’s, and Jennifer’s.  Not so many Polly’s.

And…. there are 615 people in the U.S. with the last name Kronenberger.  Again… a relatively small number.  No pun intended.

But what’s in a name after all…
People are people.

I guess what matter more is what’s in your heart.
As long as your name isn’t …. Newt.

“Up. Up with people… there’s people where ever you go.”   – 1965 song by Paul and Ralph Colwell

“Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.”  –   Ryunosuke Satoro