during the mid-80s, back when i hovered right around 20 years old and worked in a gas station, a 35 year old “hippie” co-worker and i were stocking the cooler one day when he announced that his wife had just given birth to a baby girl and they were trying to figure out the perfect name for her…
we had a “j” in there with us, so i lit up and began to ponder hippie baby names… i took a nice, deep drag off said “j”, held it for a moment, and when i went to exhale the smoke, along came two words with it:
he took a puff, pondered a moment, then went out to the front of the store and picked up the phone to call his wife… she answered and he simply said “serenity willows” – a moment of silence followed – he then hung up the phone and told me that i had just named his daughter.
i always figured that she’d hate me for it, but upon meeting her years later she ran up to me and gave me a huge hug for giving her such a beautiful name. lol! 😀