Thursday, November 06, 2008

At What Point Do We Drop Nicknames?

I was reading the details of the Hudson family funerals. In the casket for Julian King, the ribbon read, "To Our Juicebox, Love, Mom and Dad".

Am I being elitist, but the use of nicknames seems to me to make the individual less than the name we gave them at birth. Rather than their homecoming be a somber and momentous occasion, it's now reduced down to whatever saying we can come up with. It's not like the nickname for John = Johnny or Robert = Bobby. We're talking about "juicebox". Yuck!

When we take the time to name our children, why then do we go out of our way to rename them after inanimate objects? Anyone else feel strongly about this?

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