Last night in a dream I was remembering pieces of the past. Of the college group I was a part of - not much, just aces and laughter. And a young woman I nicknamed, Critter. She had never been given a nicknamed and actual was rather sad about that. But how do just "come up" with a nickname?
Dutchman, Swede and I set about working on something which described her and would be humorous. After-all I was Bird-Beak! Then one afternoon we were being crazy and I commented she was being quite the critter --- everyone looked at one another, and Critter was born! And it stuck, 45 years later she still is referred to as Critter, with a wry smile by those whom knew her.
Back before karaoke was so popular, we used to go to coffee houses - tiny informal places where we could sing and hang out on a Friday night. One night everyone was challenged to compete, she leaned over and asked I wanted to try: we won! And we repeated that success weekly, singing old songs from Herman's Hermits.
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