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Well heck, you just reminded me of another one Willie. Anyone who knew me in college, called me by my nickname, “Foot”. Just before starting school, I had an ingrown toenail that got infected. In fact, it put me in the hospital. When I started my freshman year of college, I was on crutches and my foot was wrapped in bandages. People who didn’t know me, referred to me as “the guy with the foot”. People who did know me, picked up on it and it became my “official” nickname. My old college friends still call me ‘Foot’.
In fact, on our last big motorhome trip, we stopped to visit my old h/s buddy and college roommate (and his wife). He calls me “Foot” to this day.
Note: By time the first quarter had passed, many of the wimmins also started calling me Foot, but for a whole ‘nuther reason!
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