Brian Wayne Weber

Rex

I got two gifts for my eighth birthday, but neither was what I’d asked for. The first was a dog, who I named Rex, and the second was a little black notebook, that I also named Rex. I did not have a particularly good imagination at the time, and I proved it by naming both gifts after a third Rex… my dad, Rex McCallister, who gave me the gifts. I loved all three Rexes more than I loved just about anything else as a kid.