What's in a name?
Like the pine trees lining a winding road, I've got a name, I've got a name. Like a singing bird, and the croaking toad, I've got a name, I've got a name. And I carry it with me like daddy did, But I'm living the dream, that he kept hid. Jim Croce My parents divorced when I was 3 years old, and I was pretty much raised by my stepfather Howard. Although I did not bear his name, I knew that most people in the small towns where we lived knew him and my mother. Thus, I knew that my behavior reflected on them as people and parents. Of my 5 brothers and 3 sisters, only me and two brothers carried the last name Ninas. I was always proud of my Prussian last name. I have done my level best to keep that name clean and of good repute to pass on to my son Stephen. I tried to pass onto my son that when he was out in the world the only thing he took of mine was our last name. ...