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When one of my nephews was growing up and learning to speak, he'd have some trouble pronouncing my name and would always call me Gonzolo instead.

Several years later now, the kid grew up (unfortunately leaving that word's cuteness behind, as he now pronounces it correctly), and I've moved to Ireland where, to my surprise, Gonzolo is the main way I've been hearing and seeing my name written down for the last 4 years.

Maybe it reminds me of good moments. Maybe it means that my current quest in Ireland is still in its early stages, or maybe I just like the sound of it.

Either way, I enjoy that word.