Years ago I worked in a shop, one of the guys name was John Spearman. We were a social bunch and hung out now and then. His girlfriend was a college girl, I mean woman, early 20s, this was in '75 FWIW, oh man, she was a flaming women's libber, I don't think they called it feminism just yet. This lady would be happy to give out earfuls free of charge on any number of topics.

One day we were leaving lunch, and my buddy Alex said "hey John, is it true that Linda won't marry you unless you change your name to Spearperson?"

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