Our neighbor, Mr. Simpkin, gets frustrated with people who persist in adding a final “s” to his name. One day as he watched a clerk fill out forms while he supplied the information, he saw her make the same exasperating error. “Simpkin,” he admonished kindly but firmly; “just one ‘s.’” The flustered clerk made the correction—and our neighbor stared hopelessly at her revision: “Impkins!” —Carolyn Copeland, Phoenix, AZ. Christian Reader, “Lite Fare.”