Friday 14 November 2014

100wc

I always remember the story of my brother’s name.
My great grandfather was in World War 2,
And when the war was happening my great grandmother was pregnant.
My great grandmother sent a to my great grandfather letter asking what she would like the child to be named.
By the time he replied it was too late,
The child had been named Murry  (that’s my grandfather)
The name that was requested from my great grandfather was Dion
Murry never named one of his sons Dion 
But he got to name his first and only grandson
And he named him Dion



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