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sister, do you know my name?


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dear random girl who sent me a message on facebook expressing enthusiasm at the prospect of the presence of people carrying the surname "o'connell" (including the two of us) and attending (as we do/will) salem state college,

when i was in high school, i knew a girl whose last name was o'connor. whenever we had a class together, someone would invariably ask if we were related, not bothering to notice the difference in our names. perhaps you've experienced this as well, living as we do in a world and region populated not only by many o'connors and o'donnells, but by large numbers of people who can't be bothered to imagine an irish surname that starts with "o'c" and does not end with "or" (or ends with "ell" and does not start with "o'd.")

anyway, after a while the two of us grew tired of explaining that we did not in fact share a last name and were not related. instead, we started to claim when asked that were were sister and brother. it worked, among other reasons because she was a year older. a year of plausibility.

my proposal, or at least something that i thought of when i went to write a new blog entry: it being so that we actually share a surname, if we are ever together among people who do not know either of us, we should attempt to pass ourselves off as siblings. wacky happenings may ensue, especially if we made up a significantly wacky family history. spontaneously. it does not matter that i already have a real sister, because she is not in college.

thank you,
matt o'connell


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