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The Les You Know

My name is Leslie, and recently my brother-in-law asked me whether I preferred it pronounced "Less-lie" or "Lezz-lie."

I responded that when I was young I had some concern about "Lezz-lie," lest I be connected with the word lesbian. But then I turned out to be one, so I'm well passed that unease.

I added the remarkable fact that, of the four girls named Leslie in my high school class, three of us turned out to be lesbians.

With impressive comic timing, my adult niece sang out, "So it really was the parents' fault!"

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