Stanley links to my post about my father and praises my eloquence. I appreciate the kind words, but I actually prefer the way Stanley subtly indicates what his grandfather is like through anecdotes and little things about him to my straightforward description of my dad. I feel like I get more of a sense of what the man is like from that post than most people probably got from mine. And that’s a sweet story about how he met his wife.
I’m hesitant to tell detailed stories like that about my parents, even though I have some good ones, because going into too much detail would compromise my pseudonymity a bit more than I’m comfortable with. This isn’t really a major concern since I have no particular need to be pseudonymous, and several commenters already know my real name anyway, but I want to be careful to safeguard the privacy of my family members and I also just like secrecy for its own sake. So no entertaining stories for you! Sorry.
(Just one more week until I have home internet access. My blogging will probably pick up a bit then.)
Thanks, teo. I share your privacy concerns. That’s why I blog under my middle name, a weak shield, but enough to prevent the to-do that ensued when my current employer googled my name during the hiring process and proceeded to grill me over some college-newspaper writing I did. Those tricky bastards.
Comment by Stanley — September 5, 2006 @ 8:54 pm