My DH is known to many only as "The Bearded One." We even get Christmas cards addressed that way. Recently, the Bearded One thought (because of a sleeping disorder mask he might have had to wear) that he might have to shave his beautiful white beard. I shared with my group of quilties that this could be tough because now, after 38 years, I was gonna have to try to remember his name!
Thankfully, he didn't have to shave it off after all. Good thing too as I thought that then I'd have to switch to "Oh, Great and Ancient Wise One" or some such . . . nah.