What is my name?

Three times that I can remember I have forgotten my name. That is not a good thing. Maybe there have been more times but I would forget that also wouldn't I? The first time I was in a receiving line at my sorority and my mind went blank. The second time I was in Philadelphia attending an activity to entertain wives at a Junior Chamber of Commerce convention. I was at a radio show I think and the master of ceremonies came down the aisle and said "What is your name? and I went blank. He felt sorry for me and gave me a prize. The last time I had been in a car wreck in Kansas City when I was delivering one of our exchange students from Norway (over the years we had four). I had to go to court. Ray went with me and when I got on the witness stand, they asked me my name. I said "I don't know but I know where I live. Will that do?" I guess the judge felt sorry for me as I got the smallest fine he handed out that day. I do not like forgetting who I am. Maybe I should wear a name badge all the time.