I showed it to Finnian so he could see one name etched there: that of my namesake and his great-great-grandfather Gershon Eliezer. He was puzzled by the Hebrew version, so I told him it translates to Gary Lee, my birth name before I changed it to Geddy. His eyes widened, then he smiled and said cheekily, “Hi, Gary.” He saw straight through all my alter egos, alternate names and nicknames, right to my essence.
