This is what I read, I thought the 'c' was for the corporal part, guess I made a leap of assumption.
Pretty simple on my part... first name Scott, middle and last initials are A, and a numeral 1 on the end for no real reason.
My real name came from my father's rank in the USMC, Lance Corporal Steven Whelchel.
Good thing that he wasn't in the navy. Being named Seaman would have gotten you beaten up even more in grammar school.
Nah. I did the beating up in grammar school. Mostly people who cracked on my father's military choice. Seems having a smart mouth and having quick fists don't necessarily go hand in hand.
knapplc wrote:Nah. I did the beating up in grammar school. Mostly people who cracked on my father's military choice. Seems having a smart mouth and having quick fists don't necessarily go hand in hand.
I'd not seen this thread before it was dug back up recently, some fun reading.
Kilroy, you big softie I had thought your handle was a reference to the Styx album/Mr. Roboto song, and never gave it any further thought. After reading the history behind it I googled it and read more on the history from the WWII era. Interesting stuff. This afternoon at work I took the opportunity to draw a little figure peering over a wall on a whiteboard in a miscellaneous conference room.
Kilroy wrote:In Junior High (when Dinosaurs roamed the Earth) a friend of mine's sister (who was hot even then) was distraught (as only a 13 year-old girl can be) after being dumped by her boyfriend. I felt bad for her so.........
I hopped on my bike, rode to the store and bought a rose and a card. Early the next morning (while delivering my paper route) I left the rose and card on her doorstep. I didn't want to sign my name to the card (13 year-old wuss that I was) so I scrawled "Kilroy was here" instead.
Well, she was beaming the next day telling everyone about her "secret admirer" (what now would be considered creepy was still "romantic" in the 1870s) so I figured "what the hell". "Kilroy" left her a note or a card and a rose every week or so for a couple months.
Unfortunately one of her friends recognized my handwriting, and one day shouted out "Hey, Kilroy!" Bright Bulb that I was I turned around, and the jig, as they say, was up.
The name stuck, and now, some twenty plus years later, my friends still call me Kilroy.
2 years after you explain it, and some 22 after thea act, I'll give you the "attaboy". This was a great story, and you had a good thing working there if you could have held out in secrecy for 5 years until she was about 18.
Kilroy wrote:In Junior High (when Dinosaurs roamed the Earth) a friend of mine's sister (who was hot even then) was distraught (as only a 13 year-old girl can be) after being dumped by her boyfriend. I felt bad for her so.........
I hopped on my bike, rode to the store and bought a rose and a card. Early the next morning (while delivering my paper route) I left the rose and card on her doorstep. I didn't want to sign my name to the card (13 year-old wuss that I was) so I scrawled "Kilroy was here" instead.
Well, she was beaming the next day telling everyone about her "secret admirer" (what now would be considered creepy was still "romantic" in the 1870s) so I figured "what the hell". "Kilroy" left her a note or a card and a rose every week or so for a couple months.
Unfortunately one of her friends recognized my handwriting, and one day shouted out "Hey, Kilroy!" Bright Bulb that I was I turned around, and the jig, as they say, was up.
The name stuck, and now, some twenty plus years later, my friends still call me Kilroy.
2 years after you explain it, and some 22 after thea act, I'll give you the "attaboy". This was a great story, and you had a good thing working there if you could have held out in secrecy for 5 years until she was about 18.
We went out for a while in High School.
And scott, I doodle little "Kilroy Was Here" figures all over the place. Work, Seats at Ballgames, you name it.
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by knapplc » Tue Jul 29, 2008 3:46 pm 
I had thought your handle was a reference to the Styx album/Mr. Roboto song, and never gave it any further thought. After reading the history behind it I googled it and read more on the history from the WWII era. Interesting stuff. This afternoon at work I took the opportunity to draw a little figure peering over a wall on a whiteboard in a miscellaneous conference room. 
