So now I am officially Todd Johnson McCaffrey.
Does this surprise you?
I was born Todd Johnson (no middle initial).
I met a neat lady and decided to get married (didn't last) but she did not want to become "Jenna Joihnson" (pronounce that in a Swedish accent with the "j''s being "y"'s — "Yenna Yohnsen" — and you get her point).
I was cool with that and decided that we could come up with our own name to symbolize our new life together. (I was proposing "Ryder" - pun intended).
Scott MacMillan, however, on behalf of zillions of future genealogists begged me (literally on bended knee) to choose a name that was in my lineage.
So, naturally, McCaffrey was the obvious choice.
I got my senior surviving Uncle McCaffrey's permission.
But I didn't really want to go through the whole court thing just to change a name and discovered (at least back then) that you could change your name by usage. So I changed all the important things (driver's license, credit cards, social security card, etc.) and away we went.
We got married, kidlet came along and we were all McCaffreys.
... I moved to Las Vegas.
I love Los Vegas. I'm renting a nice (large) house for about what I paid for a small apartment way the heck out in Riverside County.
... they want people to use Real ID for their licenses.
Which meant I either had to prove that I was Todd Johnson (from my passport) and living in Las Vegas or I had to bite the bullet and get a legal name change.
And so I did.
I am now, legally, Todd Johnson McCaffrey.
Which, oddly enough, is really making a long story short.