So now I am officially Todd Johnson McCaffrey.
Does this surprise you?
I was born Todd Johnson (no middle initial).
I met a neat lady and decided to get married (didn't last) but she did not want to become "Jenna Joihnson" (pronounce that in a Swedish accent with the "j''s being "y"'s — "Yenna Yohnsen" — and you get her point).
I was cool with that and decided that we could come up with our own name to symbolize our new life together. (I was proposing "Ryder" - pun intended).
Scott MacMillan, however, on behalf of zillions of future genealogists begged me (literally on bended knee) to choose a name that was in my lineage.
So, naturally, McCaffrey was the obvious choice.
I got my senior surviving Uncle McCaffrey's permission.
But I didn't really want to go through the whole court thing just to change a name and discovered (at least back then) that you could change your name by usage. So I changed all the important things (driver's license, credit cards, social security card, etc.) and away we went.
We got married, kidlet came along and we were all McCaffreys.
And then.....
... I moved to Las Vegas.
I love Los Vegas. I'm renting a nice (large) house for about what I paid for a small apartment way the heck out in Riverside County.
But...
... they want people to use Real ID for their licenses.
Which meant I either had to prove that I was Todd Johnson (from my passport) and living in Las Vegas or I had to bite the bullet and get a legal name change.
And so I did.
I am now, legally, Todd Johnson McCaffrey.
Which, oddly enough, is really making a long story short.
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