Fandango’s Friday Flashback — October 25

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of you earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember?

Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 25th) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.


This was originally posted on October 25, 2017 in response to the WordPress Daily Prompt word, “Identity.”

Secret Identity

secret identityThe concept of identity is based upon the condition of being oneself, and not another. It’s the nature of who a person is; the qualities, beliefs, etc., that distinguish or identify a person.

But wait. Does that mean that we each have only one identity? Does that imply that our identity never changes over time? I don’t think so. I know that my nature, my beliefs, and my perspectives have changed over the years. I am not stagnant. I am a work in progress.

Sure, my name has not changed since I was born. My Social Security number is the same as it was when it was first assigned to me. But I am not the same person I was when I was a child, a young adult, or even a middle-aged adult. My inner identity has evolved over time and circumstances.

And even now, my identity is different based upon who I’m with and what I’m doing. To those of you who read my posts here on WordPress, I am Fandango, blogger extraordinaire. To my family, I am the provider of food, clothing, and shelter. To my wife, I am her husband and lover. To my kids I am their father and role model (or at least I hope I am their role model).

Before I retired, my identity was wrapped up more by what I did for a living than by who I was. No one ever asked my kids “who is your father?” It was always “what does your father do.” Now that I’m retired, I’m just the old guy who lives on the corner and walks his dog to the park four times a day.

I sometimes don’t even know my own identity; it can be situational. None of us wants to be monolithic, rigid, unchanging over time. We are complex organisms. We adapt to circumstances and time, and that changes not only our identity, but even our own definition of who we are.

Who doesn’t, to one degree or another, have a bit of a secret identity? Who is a completely open book? Who wants to be?

11 thoughts on “Fandango’s Friday Flashback — October 25

  1. Sadje October 25, 2019 / 3:14 am

    You’re right we keep on evolving throughout life. Changing and adapting.

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  2. Stroke Survivor UK October 25, 2019 / 7:10 am

    I was expecting an unrecognisable post, to indicate how much you’d changed! I think your use of “evolved” is a good choice of word. My own views haven’t really changed since my late teens, although they’ve got a bit more polished. Every now and then there is a news story where a politician has been caught doing something silly, years ago, and it surfaces now and they claim to have changed their view 180°. That Trudeau thing a few weeks ago was a good example. I’m always a bit wary because a leopard never completely changes its spots.
    Having said that, I have time for Trudeau, and I did stupid things when I was a student.

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