>Best, I think, was going to the 'Nelson fruit stand' in a little town in Oregon, and meeting Jim Nelson -- and his father was Jim Nelson, and his son, and, best of all, his son-in-law.

A friend of mine had car trouble somewhere far from home, and somehow manages to get to a repair shop. His wife notices that the shop owner has the exact same name as he, but thinks he noticed too, so doesn't comment. He enters the shop and

- Good afternoon, I am {lastname, firstname}

- So am I, but that's not anything special.