I don’t mind Louis as a name even if it’s a hand me down from my father, and his before him. And I suppose Struxworth seems acceptable enough, if not exceedingly Anglo, but if I could have named myself, maybe I’d have liked something rugged, bold, adventurous, and perhaps even dashing. Something like… Steed Treadwell.
Or if I had aspirations of high society & country clubs, I might have chosen Batch Harrington.
Or if I wanted to be a QVC host, maybe Pryce Costington would have been apt.
But if I set my life goals a little more modestly, say, maybe I just wanted to be a valet, then perhaps I could be happy with Carl Parker.
So many possibilities, each with a possible name.
As it is, I’ve had my name for so long, I’m not sure I’d care to change it now; I’m content just being Louis Struxworth III, but YOU, my friends, you can just call me Lou.
Lou Strux, your SLAP homey.