You can call me Frank

How many of you have the parent who goes through the list?

Eventually, they get to the one in trouble.

Now,

 and more often,

   you have the nicknames.

I have a few of those.

J.C.

J.R.

Jonny be Good.

Big Bad Jon.

Jonny the Rogue.

Frank.

The last one is a fond memory.

As a child,

 we had some great neighbors.

This was back when people actually talked to those living next door.

I might have been around seven.

The patriarch of the clan would call me Frank,

 and I will admit I padded the previous line,

 but this is all in fun.

He knew my name.

I knew he knew my name.

There wasn't even anyone in the room with a name near Frank.

It was our little joke.

I have mentioned this to family members,

 and either they didn't remember,

  or never heard.

Sounds silly?

Part of the memory behind it is this.

Twenty to thirty people around you,

 and you are the little kid in the room.

Not connecting to anyone.

At least until someone calls you Frank.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Ahh, so this is common in all families? Glad to hear that, as I grew up with hearing my Mum shout "Mary, Catherine, Carol Ann", before getting to the only name left on the list :)
The littlest ones don't get a voice, but they do have ears. :)

[Jon Roggie]

I was able to throw in a few memories with this one, and it is common with most families. Mom will even throw in the dog's name.