Growing up, “Barley” was the nickname I started to call my Dad as soon as I heard the story: One day when Dad was in grammar school, they had a lesson on Africa and the subject of barley water came up. A classmate snickered, thinking it sounded similar to Dad’s name, and thus “Barley Water,” or “Barley,” for short, was born.

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