An e-mail hit the inbox: Pumpkin giveaway, brought to you by Zeb Haney.
I'd seen the name on bus bench ads for his Realtor business and thought it was time to ask about it. We caught up with him before he left town.
"We're practicing pheasant hunting," he said. "In two weeks we're going to South Dakota with some mortgage bankers. Armed and dangerous Realtors and lenders.
"Hot cider, s'mores, a good fall event to get together. But you have to watch out for the people who show up uninvited and snatch pumpkins."
Really?
"We can tell who they are. They show up early and try to sneak out with pumpkins. There's a whole subculture of pumpkin thieves."
He's jesting. Maybe. But the name's no joke.
"My dad was of the Age of Aquarius, let's say. He was looking through the big book of names for something that wasn't common, and at the end it was Zebulon. He was also an amateur historian and liked Zeb Pike. My middle name comes from Charles Darwin."