Almost a Me

Richard Peever

I often wonder what it must be like to do an internet search and not be able to find yourself quickly. I have a really rare name. I’m aware of only two other men with the same name as me alive today (one in the Bay Area of California and another in New Zealand. The internet is a wonderful and scary thing). I sometimes feel like I should contact them to form the world’s most exclusive club.

There are so few of me that I’m even interested when I find men with names that are one letter away from mine. For instance, the picture above (found here) is of a Richard Peever. He’s just missing the final “s”. Born in 1868 and died in 1941, he came from County Kerry in Ireland. Which is where my family came from too. That’s too much of a coincidence. The Peever and Peevers have to be related, don’t they?

Richard moved to Canada at the start of the twentieth century where it looks as though several other members of the Peever family also went. If I ever meet a Peever, I wonder if (as a Peevers), they will greet me with open arms… or regard me as unnecessarily pluralised.

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About Richard

I am a writer who travels endlessly. Fascinated by how our lives are propelled forward by what's left behind, I thirst to know everything. I read, collect, gather, organise, list. Here are some of the things I read, see and experience. Please make yourself at home: drinks and pretzels will be served shortly. If you'd like to get in touch, I'd love to hear from you!

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