Alrighty then, In case you're wondering just who it is that's leading you down The Highway to Travel Heaven, I had a Pa that was big into reading the bible, even if he didn't ever get past third grade. He just loved them big words and would roll them off his tongue for hours. That's how I got named Ishbosheth Mephibosheth Vayne. :)
Now before you laugh, :) at least I got a name that no one else in the family has, what with three cousin's named Billy Bob and about a half dozen Sallie Mae's thrown in for good measure. Like Grandpap always said, "Boy, when you was named, they through the book away."
Didn't take long for Pa to figure out the he'd made a mite of a mistake in the naming business, but since I was his first born, he weren't a gonna change my handle no how, no way. Ma wanted to call me Ishy, but Pa wouldn't have none of it cause to him it sounded sissified. :)
Finally he come up with what I been known as all my life, or as he liked to say, "A name that's got two good strong pillars to build a life on.", I.M.. So that's what I've been known as all these years, just my initials, "I.M.". Pa may have had a little problem in the beginning, but that change made my life a lot better. Sheesh. I could have been Ishbosheth Mephibosheth Vayne, :( or should Ma have gotten her way, Ishy Vayne, :( instead I'm just old, plain and simple, I.M. Vayne. :)