And Skip for seconds.

Or Chip.

Analysis: "ip" very popular amongst the prepster crowd.

"ip" very popular amongst the prepster crowd.

One of my BiL has a nephew named Phillip. We were given stern warnings by his mother never to call him Phil. She'd over-emphasize and say, "phil-IP". So, of course, we all started calling him "Ip."

Analysis: "ip" very popular amongst the prepster crowd.

My cousin Phillip (who has the same name as his Father) was briefly "Flip". Thankfully, we all got over that quickly.

Random name notes:

Garson is a terrific name; I, too, went to school with a Trey who was really Cumbersome the Third; there is no conceivable way anyone not both legally blind and criminally insane could possibly think of addressing ND as Andy, is there?; Annabel is such a lovely name that it'd never occur to me to attempt to nick anyone who carried it; and I'm sure I've told the story of the fellow named Gareth whom I once met who grew up in the cornfield heartlands and got sent to the principal's office on his first day of kindergarten because the teacher thought he was defying her and telling her a made-up name instead of his real name, because everyone knew there was no such name as Gareth.

That's all I got.

My brother's name is Kip, but that was so unusual back in the '60s and '70s that it was just viewed as strange, not preppy. His band director kept mistakenly calling him "Skip" for four years, and the little old lady who lived next door always called him "Kippy," which he detested but never corrected her due to respecting her age.

My cousin Phillip (who has the same name as his Father) was briefly "Flip". Thankfully, we all got over that quickly.

Trudy, I'm sure it won't surprise you to learn that my sister was considering this for the WCN (World's Cutest Nephew).

addressing ND as Andy

Whoa. Dude. Look what you did there.

My full first name is Frederick. Always been Fred, except for a few years when I was Pete (first syllable of the last name) because I didn't want to be Fred, Jr. anymore. That phase ran from about ages 10-14 or so.

And Beej, this child in the '60s got too much "Fred Flintstone" to be anything but sympathetic to the "Bonny and Clyde"-type jokes you mentioned. Luckily I grew up in an area where the funkier side of soul never caught on, or I'd never have made it through the chart life of "Freddie's Dead."

"Fred Flintstone"

Mercy. I feel your pain.

What was it about that period? Do kidstaday make Britney jokes?

Trudy, I'm sure it won't surprise you to learn that my sister was considering this for the WCN (World's Cutest Nephew)

Surprise, no. Frighten? Li'l bit.