Well Coyote Breath is a name given me at rendezvous (buckskinner gatherings, mountain man re-enactments etc.) but my high school nick name (earned a couple of days before the summer before my freshman year) is both, ah "scary" and misleading. Old high school chums call be "tombstone". Now the REASON they call me that is slightly embarrassing. I had been picked on by a bully all through my 7th and 8th grade years. I was an awkward, overweight geek. A couple of days before school let out this jerk started in on me again and I just "lost" it. He grabbed me from behind as I was ascending a rise in the sidewalk and I jumped backwards slamming him into the pavement with my considerable weight (about 200 pounds!) on top of him. He gasped and gasped trying to get his wind back and I strolled away, never to be bothered by him again. A friend who saw all this said in awe; "Wow you fell on him just like a tombstone!" I'm not sure why he thought of a tombstone but the name stuck until I left Milwaukee for the Air Force.

CB