Dad, What's his Name?

We were the recipients of an random act of kindness the other day. After the good samaritan left us, Madge asked me about the man: "Dad, what's his name?" I replied, "Madge, I don't know his name." She asked me again, "Dad, what's his name?" "Madge, I don't know his name." The same questions and answers were repeated three more times. Finally, when she asked his name again, I replied, "Madge, his name is John." She said, "Oh. John." After that she moved on to another topic of conversation.

Remind me to just make up names next time. :)