We were always interested in my Dad's
name Dorian. By today's standards (perhaps Hollywood CA), it is an attractive and unique name for a guy. He
changed it to Leonard or Len for his own reasons. His late brother's nickname was Porky, either short for South
Porcupine where they were born or for his "stocky" stature. We are not sure. Everybody up north knew
our Dad as Dorian. The move to Toronto in his teens perhaps meant having a more "resilient" Southern
Ontario name.
When we asked
about him about his name change, Dad always told Lori and I that he saw a pilot flight training sign featuring instructor
Leonard Tripp somewhere in Toronto. It is from this sign that Dad chose to make Leonard his first name while preserving
Dorian as a middle name which many today will say is much more "in style, unique and perhaps even cool". Go
figure.
I just happened to stumble across this reference (below) in the Canadian Archives, to what
I believe is that Leonard Tripp, the pilot. To my amazement, this flight instructor was from Cornwall England, where
my Dad's mom, Laura May or Nana as we called her, was born (town called Redruth near Lands End).
I guess it is a much better story than the one Johnny Cash, one of my Dad's favorite singers,
described in his memorable song called "A Boy Named Sue". Don't know it? Search it on the web
and listen. You will laugh.
Growing up in Northern Ontario in the 30's must have had many challenges. Dad, Aunt Edna (sister), Uncle Porky (brother) and Nana (mother) conquered them all.
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