Tom, Dick & Harry

I suppose every town has a Tom, Dick and Harry. But, I never saw a street sign commemorating their importance, until last weekend. Of course, it seemed picture worthy, so I snapped from our moving car. Then I wondered what Tom, Dick and Harry looked like.

In the cascade mountain area in Oregon, you could intersect with Tom, Dick and Harry if you're interested in hiking. It's a beautiful Tom, Dick and Harry if ever I saw one.

In the 1940's Tom, Dick and Harry looked like a chic flick film starring Ginger Rogers. You guessed it. She liked three men named Tom, Dick and Harry. Eeny meeny miney moe, fairly summed up the plot.

Do you remember the Muppets monster, Tom, Dick and Harry. Me either. But, it seems a little too weird for the kiddies. And man - I have to wonder how the puppeteer pulled that off with only two hands.

My grandfather was a barber for 50 years. Harry was every guy with hair touching his shirt collar. I didn't always know that. For years whenever I heard Gramps say, "My oh my, there goes Harry," I figured either Harry walked by the house frequently to annoy Gramps or a lot of women in town strangely named their boys Harry. Turned out, any hairy Tom, Dick or Harry was always Harry by my Gramps standard.

Feel free to share about your Tom, Dick and Harry.