O is for Owen

There once was a cousin named Owen
Whose name we kept a-goin’
With son number two
Whose eyes were so blue
[can you finish this limerick for me?]

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I thought my father had a cousin named Owen and that he could possibly be one of these children. However, when I checked my family tree, I couldn’t find a cousin Owen. I did, however, find my father’s Uncle Owen.

Note to self: label photos. Keep good records. Don’t trust your memory — it won’t last.

This is my son Owen — many years ago after a watercolor extravaganza.

When we chose his name, it was because it was a family name — and we didn’t know a single other Owen. Now it seems like Owens abound.