Of names and unsung heroes

“If I have a son, I’m going to name him Guatemoc,” second son said from the backseat of the car. “Guatewhat?” “Guatemoc. The last hero of the Aztec people, a warrior who died with his honour intact.” “Ah.” I chose not to comment further. Some ideas are best killed by silence rather than arguments, and …

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