What’s in a [Trailer Park] Name?
My real name is not Annie. It is Annette but I have been Annie since Day One. Im not even sure why they bothered to name me Annette. Mom and Dad just should have put Annie on the birth certificate.
When I started college, I thought that I would try out Annette for awhile. It sounded more mature, or so I thought. It was funny because whenever my family would call my dorm and ask for Annie, my roommates wouldnt know who they were talking about. When they found out it was me they said, You dont look like an Annie.
When my twins were born, we gave them regular old names, spelled the regular old way. We never had the need or desire to call them something for short or give them a nickname.
As they got older and started talking they started referring to each other as Bubby and Hey. Bubby, we understood. They were trying to say brother, but it took us a while to figure out where the name Hey came from. Then I realized that whenever I wanted their attention I would say,
Hey, followed by a command.
Hey, get that out of your mouth. Or,
Hey, dont put your hands in the toilet!
So, the one twin just assumed his brothers name was Hey.
Their nicknames wore off when their language skills improved. We didnt hear about Bubby and Hey for a while.
Then we moved to the trailer park. When we sold our house, our new house was still being built. We spent one long, hot, interesting summer in a single-wide trailer.
We wanted to blend with the neighbors so we decided to come up with trailer park names. Bubby and Heys names were resurrected and by that time we had a daughter, so we called her Sissy. I cant tell you how much pride I felt to open up the screen door of the single wide and yell out,
Bubby! Hey! Sissy! Get out of the galdarn street and get some shoes on! What is wrong with you?! You wanna step on some broken glass or get hit by a truck or something?! Cheese and rice, yall are giving me heart attack.
We fit right in.