“The Fine Print”, by Michael Schrader

 

The Name’s The Game!

 

(Written 03 February 1999.  Published in the Neighborhood Journal.  Posted 19 June 2009.)

 

There are some cities that just intrigue me.  I am intrigued to the extent that someday I know I just have to go there just to see what they are like and to say that I have been there.

 

Of late, for example, is Cincinnati.  No, I am not a big Reds fan, and I never did care much for Pete Rose.  It's not the Bengals--they are perennial stinkers.  I know that Cincinnati is the home of Procter & Gamble, but I don't really have an interest in how they make household products.  As far as I know, Cincinnati's other claim to fame is that it is the home of the Kroger Company, but I am not really "in" to groceries, except of course, to eat.   What it is, quite frankly, is that Cincinnati has a cool name.  I mean, the first three letters repeat themselves---pretty cool, if you ask me.

 

There are other cities with similar cool names.  Take for instance Albuquerque--what other city do you know of that has two Q's?  Or three U's?  Then there is Walla Walla, Washington, a city whose name was a running gag on "Looney Tunes"!

 

To me, a locale's name is what makes it special and unique.  It elicits a visual image in the mind.  What kind of visual image do you get when I say, "Springfield"?  Probably not much of one.  After all, there are something like a zillion Springfields, so the mere mention of "Springfield" brings up the inevitable, "Where?"  I speak from experience on this, as I have lived in two Springfields--Missouri and Illinois.  I lived in the Missouri one when I was still single and in college, and I lived in the Illinois version some four years later after there was a Mrs. Schrader.  An Olympiad and a change in marital status didn't help the confusion, though--folks never could get it right that even though the city stayed the same, the state changed.  To some, Springfield, Missouri, and Springfield, Illinois, were one in the same.

 

Washington is another one that causes quite a bit of confusion.  Just about every state has a place called Washington and a county called Washington.  Washington, Missouri, for example, is not in Washington County.  Washington, Arkansas, is not anywhere near Washington County, Arkansas.  Same with Washington City and Washington County, Illinois.  To really make matters confusing, our nation's capital is Washington, and so is one of our states.  When you say you are going to Washington, people want to know, "Which one?  D.C. or state?"  Which, of course, gets me to pondering why they named a state with the exact same name as a "somewhat important" city.  Don't you think they could have been a little more original?  Even "American Columbia" would have been more original and less confusing.

 

In Arkansas, place names are a mixed bag.  We have our Fayettevilles and Newports and Jacksonvilles.  We have many cities that are mere directions of others, such as North Little Rock, West Memphis, and West Helena.  But, we also have those that are uniquely Arkansas, places such as Oil Trough, Possum Grape, and my favorite, Arkadelphia.  (I like to tell the gullible that it was settled by refugees from Philadelphia).

 

There is one place that has been an obsession of mine for the past ten years--Boise, Idaho.  Mrs. Schrader thinks it is because of the way it sounds--"Boy-Zee".  Kind of sounds like some new rap group or something.  I think it is because it is about the only place I, or anyone else for that matter, know of in Idaho.  Idaho, to me, is like the state that no one thinks about--except when they are eating a baked potato.  When you think of Idaho, you think of potatoes.  Maybe deep down I visualize a city built of potatoes or something--who knows.  I guess I am doomed to have Boise on the brain. (Sounds like some kind of disease, doesn't it?)  Or am I?

 

"Honey--you really like potatoes, don't you?  You do!  Good!  We're going to Idaho!"

 

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