What’s Your Name?
"Becky, Kathy, Casper, Ginger, oh whatever your name is..."
Mom's voice was shrill and exasperated by the time she went through the list of names in our household. She was adamant and forceful when I heard her say the final name, "SHERYL DEANN." Oops, now she used both my first and middle name. Even at seven-years-old, my ears burned when I heard the tone of her command and the title she used to summon me. I knew I was in big trouble. She had called me by name, and you'd better believe her tone, intent and even use of my titles had achieved the ultimate goal. My mom got my full attention.