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Shirlé Hale's avatar

Dead names :A birth name that you entered the world with that makes you cringe anytime anyone uses it is...especially after you lose it.

When I was 16 my friend Sharon and I used to play music at a pub in Center City Philadelphia. There was a music agent who hung out regularly and who took a liking to our sound. One evening he asked us our full names. “Sharon Dillon”, my friend said. “Shirley Hale”, I replied. I had a vile relationship with my first name, especially after being asked hundreds of times “Where’s Laverne?”. Har.

The agent exclaimed that Sharon’s name was perfect, strong, while I needed to lose the Shirley. “It’s so outdated”, he said.

That stuck with me for the next 8 years. His unsolicited advice returned every time I introduced myself to anyone. When I went to college to study music it was there that my

friend Ann (X) dubbed me “Shir-Lay-Lay”.

For the last 33 years those who knew me pre-deadname have continued to struggle with this change, but I’m thankful for the unsolicited advice that the agent gave as it became the catalyst to help me embrace my truer self.

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I made a call on my flip phone after scouring the Seattle Intelligencer classifieds. I met the mechanic at his garage. “You sure?” he said, when I told him I’d buy right there on the spot the red ‘88 Honda Civic hatchback on the lift. "You shouldn't take this car until I'm done with the bodywork." I didn’t ask him nor care about the state of the vehicle: no seatbelts, repairs needed, basically totaled. “Listen, I work for Disney on Ice and we’re leaving Seattle tomorrow to San Diego, so I’ll take it right now. Here’s a check for $2000,” I said. The owner of the completely wrecked Civic looked at me for a second and took the check. Easiest sale he ever made probably. Didn’t even have to finish the job.

Like a reckless youth, I drove that car without seatbelts for 20,000 miles on tour. Credibility lost. At one point I found some free time and bought secondhanders. Cred back on track. Then I gave the car to my little brother. Safer than when I found it.

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