Beetle

My grandmother called me “My precious Annie.”  For some unknown reason, my grandfather called me “Beetle” which was short for “Annie Beetle Bum.”  All my aunts, uncles and cousins on the maternal side of my family still call me Beetle.  Cute and strange.  I had an Aunt-in-Law whose name was Kioko.  She was Japanese and not fluent in English.  After 15 years she found out my real name was Andrea and not Beetle.  She was shocked. She didn’t know what sounded right or not right for an American woman’s name and Beetle was all she’d ever heard.

One time, 20 years ago at my sister’s wedding shortly after I had married, one of my drunk uncles came up to my husband Steve and blurted “You got the Beetle!”  Steve now calls me Beetle most of the time.  So sweet how things like that stick and perpetuate over so many years.

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    • Thanks, whoever you are. My family has always called me either Beetle or Andy. When I took up pickle ball the men would decimate the name Andrea and would call me Angela or Adrienne which is just so wierd. My father in law called me Angela for the first 10 years I was married to his son! So, I decided Andie was better and spelled it that way so when it’s in writing people would know I am email. Who are you and why do you stay anonymous?

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