DEAR READERS: Mail keeps arriving regarding names that match occupations. My staff and I have been having a wonderful time reading it, and I would love to share more with you. So, if you’re up for a chuckle, read on. (If not, just go back to the national news.)

DEAR ABBY: When I saw the letter about Miss Hunger, the dietitian at Stout University, I had to write. My father was born in Menomonie, Wis., where Stout is located, and later taught there. He used to tell me about a law firm there called Ketchum and Cheatum. Also, he had a high school classmate named Iva Liver. – ANN H., COLUMBUS, OHIO

DEAR ABBY: Years ago, I interviewed an attorney who was supposed to handle an important matter for me. His name: Rex R. Case. (Needless to say, I did not hire him!) – LINDA, N.J.

DEAR ABBY: The day your column on funny names appeared, I had a good laugh and then began reading the front section of the paper, where I encountered the following. It’s from The Associated Press with a byline of Lauran Neergard, which I am enclosing. It’s titled “Circumcision of African men can cut HIV risk by half.” The physician quoted from the World Health Organization is Dr. Kevin De Cock. I could not believe the two articles appeared in the same newspaper on the same day. – BONNIE IN WABASH, IND.

DEAR ABBY: For many years the Internal Revenue supervisor in Oklahoma City was “I.M. Filer.” – ANONYMOUS IN OKLAHOMA

DEAR ABBY: My sister lives in Williamsville, N.Y. (near Buffalo), where there is a funeral home that seems nothing out of the ordinary, except for the name: Amigone Funeral Home. (Am I Gone.) True! Look them up – they’re in the phone book! – ALAINE IN JAMESTOWN, N.Y.

DEAR ABBY: Here in Anchorage, Alaska, we have a dentist named Dr. Phil Wright. – VERN S., ANCHORAGE

DEAR ABBY: I have two names for you. My daughter’s pediatrician is Dr. LeFevere, and my former priest’s was Father O’Pray. – STEPHANIE IN BLOOMINGTON, MINN.

DEAR ABBY: When I first moved here, I was looking for a new ob/gyn and came across a listing for a Dr. C. (Cynthia, I believe) Hymen. – MEGAN IN STRATFORD, CONN.

DEAR ABBY: A few years ago I needed minor surgery and went to the VA hospital in Palo Alto. The young female anesthetist was a novice named Mallet. Try as she might, she could not find a vein – and when I took the “Mallet by the handle” and told her if she couldn’t find a vein she should use a mallet, she didn’t crack a smile. – EARL C., MANTECA, CALIF.

DEAR ABBY: I once met a liquor salesman named Casey Sause. – PAMELA IN BATON ROUGE, LA.

DEAR ABBY: I have diabetes and see a dietitian and a diabetes educator. Their last names are Short and Stout. I’m sure they never hear the end of it. – NANCY IN NOBLESVILLE, IND.

DEAR ABBY: Linda Toots taught flute at Tanglewood! – PEGGY B., CHICAGO

DEAR ABBY: There’s a nudist colony in northern New Jersey that is owned by a Dr. Lust. – ADRIAN IN PRINCETOWN, N.J.

DEAR ABBY: Years ago, here in Fort Worth, Texas, we had a doctor named Dr. Rumph. His specialty? Proctology, of course! – HAD TO LAUGH IN FORT WORTH

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