I like the name Zeke for a boy. Mike, however, hates the name- as does most everyone else I've told. My mom, for instance, said she likes Mike more and more every time I talk to her because he will keep her grandson from being named Zeke. Another friend laughed and said, "it sounds like he'd have buck teeth and live in a trailer." Well, we're not going to name a son Zeke, mostly because what follows frightens me so bad. This is an email from the above friend:
Good choice on not naming your baby Zeke. I promise that he will look like this if you name him Zeke. Give my condolences to your sweet wife.