I was I was named after Grandma Lula and Grandma Etta in Missouri. Of course I
hated it as a child, but have embraced it and use it as a brand now.
I don't lightly accept Loretta, Lavita, Woletta, Wooletta, or Lu as a replacement. Through social networking I have become friends with about 5 other â€œLuettaâ€™sâ€ on Facebook. They are all ages and one in Canada. I ran across a Luetta in real life at a Drâ€™s office no less. We both stood up when they called our name. She was older and almost passed out. It was her first time.
As I followed my mentions on twitter one day I noticed something about a murder in â€œLuetta Moore Parkâ€. My maiden name was Moore! What are the chances of that? Thankfully, Luetta Moore Park is being revitalized today.
I discovered I was so not alone even though none of the magnets or tiny license plates had my name on them.