5:30 a.m., Aug 10, 2005
That same morning...
Head Lake, Haliburton, Ontario
(This photo and ones that follow are by my spouse.)
Lake Kashagawigamog, Ontario
Ritchie Falls, on the Drag River, Ontario
(Don’t forget to click the photos to enlarge them.)
Until I became an online entity my name was Cindy.
Much like the Debbie’s Vicki’s, Sandy’s and Susie’s of the world, my parents gave me a full name, Cynthia, then promptly used a sort of “diminutive” of it in its place.
There’s never been anything very “small” about me and though being called Cindy didn’t bother me, I reverted back to Cynthia in grad school and in the work world after graduation.
While I was growing up I never insisted upon not being called Cindy even though I knew that…
Dad, Cindy, and Pug in the Fall at Maple Lake
…”Cindy” was first my parent’s dog’s name.
When I was old enough to halfway comprehend that I was named after someone, I understood “that” someone was Cindy the dog and I would unintentionally puzzle people when I told them that “I use to be a dog named Cindy.” I’m sure Mom and Dad got a few chuckles out of it and eventually I figured out what being named after someone meant (though I suppose, since Cindy died before I was conceived, I could be her ( she?) reincarnated).