Tuesday, December 31, 2019

94. Adjutor. Adjutant. Adjunct.

Judge. Aide-de-camp. Extra.

My paternal grandfather's name was Adjutor E. Tondreau. Grandpa used to joke that the "E" stood for "Exavier," which everyone in my immediate family thought was hilarious. As for "Adjutor," I always thought the name was exotically rustic, old-school, interesting, and wonderful.

"Adjutor" derives from Latin and is "a male adjutant, a helper or assistant. *I wonder if my grandfather's name is my fate. That is—and I realize this is something I need to try to fix for myself—I find myself in situations where I'm executing more than directing; formatting more than designing; fixing the work of the British office of a fancy design firm as opposed to envisioning entire branding.

Of course, calling it Fate is an easy out. The very last day of the year—and of the decade—is a good time to call myself out and challenge myself to change the cours.

*Saint Adjutor is the patron saint of swimmers, boaters, and drowning victims. So, for a French Canadian who was born in Québec and lived not too far from the ocean, I guess the name makes sense.

(Originally slated for October 14, 2019; published December 31, 2019)

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