A few weeks ago, Posey
gave us all new names. Or,
to be more accurate, Posey
gave us all one new name.
Rose.
``My name is Rose, and
your name is Rose, also,’’
she said, with the Rs in
Rose sounding characteristically
like a W, as in Wow
or Winning or Willa.
I was putting her to bed,
and she was (also characteristically)
dragging out
the whole affair as long as
she possibly could.
``My name is Rose, and
your name is Rose. And
Daddy’s name is Rose. And
my sister and my brother
are Rose also,’’ she explained.
``Mmm-hmmm,’’ I said,
trying to provide neither
encouragement nor resistance
to her conversation,
torn between my desire for
her to go to sleep already,
and my fascination with
her (once again, characteristically)
rampant imagination.
Now, I have no earthly
idea where she got the idea
of giving pseudonyms to
her family members, but
there we were with all new,
botanical monikers: Rose
and Rose and their lovely
children, Rose, Rose and
Rose.
It seems a universal girlthing
to want to change
your name at some point in
childhood.
I personally spent five
years between the ages of 5
and 10 wanting to try out
new names. My mother often
told me that she had
given me the name Elizabeth
for several reasons —
among them that Elizabeth
was her middle name and
the name of the saint whose
name my grandmother took
at her confirmation. More
importantly, it came with a
wealth of nickname possibilities
— Liza, Lizzie,
Beth, Betsy, Libby and so
on. She called me Lise —
pronounced Lisa. As an elementary
school student in
the 1970s, that meant that
I was one of half a dozen or
so ``Lisas’’ in every grade. I
hated that.
I begged my mother to
find me an attorney so I
could legally become Farrah
or Kiki or Toni. Sure,
there were other (famous)
people with those names,
but there was not one single
Farrah at my elementary
school.
One day in second grade,
I took it upon myself to
change my name, and started
signing my papers ``Pinky
Tuscadero.’’ Mrs. Mc-
Nair called my parents at
home to express concern.
I’m sure I’m not the only
girl who has done something
similar. The notion of
changing your name is like
a grand game of dress-up. I
knew what it was like to be
Lisa, and I could only imagine
the possibilities of what
would happen if I took my
Lisa-ness and overlayed
something else.
Toni would add a sassy
tomboyish strength. Farrah
would add a mysterious allure.
Kiki was fresh and
fearless.
And now I have my own
daughters. Bee has never
brought up the idea of
changing her name. Perhaps
it hasn’t yet occurred
to her, or perhaps she is
just practical. Perhaps she
feels perfectly at home in
her name.
For Posey’s part, she
seems deeply comfortable
with her name. Yet she also
possesses a ferocious imagination,
which means that
she can see clearly the possibility
of adding something
else, trying on new personalities
and being someone
completely new.
The essence of Posey is
funny and strong and fearless.
I can see why she
might want to add a dash of
Rose with all its whimsy
and lace and antique silver
teapots.
As a matter of fact, I
don’t mind getting a little
bit of that myself.
Elizabeth Trever Buchinger
goes by her full name.
You can connect with her at
www.moremindfulfamily.
wordpress.com.
Columns
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Passing along advice of seeing the humor
The best advice given to me many years ago when I started teaching had nothing to do with my discipline, English. Rather, a former mentor insisted on the necessity of having a sense of humor
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The week that was ...
For a number of years now, we have not been in Cooperstown for the spring season. And we must admit that we had quite forgotten what it is like. But since we decided that travel was not on the docket for this year, we have become reacquainted with the Cooperstown spring. And we must say we rather enjoyed it with the possible exception of occasional uncalled for snow and seemingly frigid temperatures.
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Local Voices From Around the Globe: Mother's visit was a benchmark for this year
Last week, my mother made the 25-hour plane trip out to Thailand to visit her son, me, after nine months of having only choppy Skype sessions and scattered emails to give her an idea of what I look and act like since having left home last August.
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Local Voices From Around the Globe: World traveler calls Euro-Tour experience of a lifetime
While I've had a great time throughout my entire exchange, I can say hands down that the month of April brought me the best memories of my exchange if not some of the best of my entire life. What kind of wonder would bring me to say this? Simple. Euro-Tour.
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Maryland port attacked
Havre de Grace, May 3. "This morning, a little after the break of day, a British armed force, under cover of armed vessels which anchored in front of this town ... landed below a small breast work which had been roughly thrown up, and in which were one 9 and two 4 pounders, manned by 50 militia.
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Memoir reflects on 'roller-coaster life and career'
Apparently, the third time wasn't the charm. The way Reynolds described him, the third husband was worse than the first two combined and that's saying a lot. Eddie Fisher literally walked away from Reynolds and their two infant children to chase a sex goddess. At least he got his just desserts when Elizabeth Taylor tossed him aside for Richard Burton.
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Imagine what might have been ...
A while back we got a telephone call from a reader of this column wanting to know why we had not written a column in support of Otsego Manor continuing to be owned and operated by Otsego County. And even though we have followed the debate over this issue in the newspaper, we readily admitted we did not feel we knew enough about the situation to take a stand.
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Herpes virus brings harness racing to a halt
I've been going to harness horse race tracks my entire life. My family has been in the business for years.
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Time, if not traffic, moves on ...
It is with sadness we note the passing of two people who we have known since moving to Cooperstown in 1982.
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Canadian capital captured
Dear Sir, I have just returned from Fort Niagara, where I saw a Captain of the United States' navy. He is just from little York, the capital of Upper Canada, and gives the following account, which is confirmed in official dispatches from Gen. Dearborn to Gen. Lewis ...
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Local Voices From Around The Globe: Exchange is like a life in a year
All exchange students realize the credibility of this statement. Like all lives no exchange is the same, all are incredible unique exchanges. The metaphor of life, from baby to old age, extends to every part of the exchange.
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Movie depicting legendary Jackie Robinson does not disappoint
Going to the movies is not something I do often. I can count the number of times I have gone on my fingers, unless you include trips to the drive-in. And even so, it took me years before I made it to one of those -- going for the first time two summers ago.
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'Dubious' about weather, Hawkeyes 'suitable' nickname
Unfortunately, it seems to us that this spring has, thus far, been anything but spring like. In fact, we are still more than happy to stay bundled up in our polar fleece.
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'Who's on Worst?' reveals the ugly in baseball
The Baseball Hall of Fame celebrates the greatest players, managers and owners from our national pastime. Any of us who have watched Major League baseball have inevitably seen some of these immortals practicing their craft. But we have also likely witnessed a sample of their opposite brethren, players who shouldn't have been in the Major Leagues. Has there ever been a definitive source that "celebrates" the non-accomplishments of the worst that Major League baseball has to offer?
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Swallow talk and bluebird vigilance
I assume the swallows have returned to Capistrano. They have returned to Hawthorn Hill as well.
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Local Voices From Around the Globe: Life in Hungry has taken a turn for the better
I can truthfully say spring has finally arrived in Hungary. It's almost time to wear shorts and sandals, for summer will be just around the corner. This brings me great happiness and great sadness, my adventure is coming to a close. Really what a time it was, I don't think I can compare it to anything else.
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The importance of speaking up ...
Over the years we have come to understand that, in writing a weekly column, it is not possible to always please everyone. And such was the case with our column that ran at the end of March in which we wrote about our experience as in inpatient following a total hip replacement.
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Public schools created
The Common School Act of 1812 marked the start of New York's public school system. Much of the credit for this was due to the radical Otsego County politician Jedediah Peck (1747-1821). To quote the NY Education Department:
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Book takes readers on path for equal rights
One of the most troubling aspects of our history is race relations. It takes a long time to achieve true equality in a society when the heritage of one ethnic group is slavery and Jim Crow laws. Even today African Americans are more likely to be stereotyped as athletes than doctors, lawyers or entrepreneurs. The path to a "color-blind" nation is still a work in progress.
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Local Voices From Around the Globe: Experiencing India at every new turn
Come, sit down. Hold this and, wait ... ah, there you go. Obeying these commands, I found myself seated on the pavement, wearing a turban and attempting to make sounds out of a recorder-like instrument for the black cobras in the baskets not two feet away from me.
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Passing along advice of seeing the humor

