It’s strange. I’ve never met anyone with the same last name as me (other than family), but I know they’re out there! In fact, if I Google myself (don’t pretend you don’t do it) I always run into a whole slew of other Matt or Matthew Priors. For example, there’s Matt Prior, the UK cricket player. I don’t really know anything about him, but it seems there are a lot of people online that have some pretty strong opinions about his playing skills. His name is also briefly mentioned in Vai Ramanathan’s book, Bodies and language: Health, ailments, disabilities.
There’s also Matthew Prior (1664-1721), the English author and poet. His name comes up ALL the time. I even have a book of his poetry. Here are some of his famous quotes:
• It takes two to quarrel, but only one to end it.
• The ends must justify the means.
• They never taste who always drink: They always talk, who never think.
• They talk most who have the least to say.
• Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
Actually, a few of those quotes sound like something I would say. Hmm…maybe we are related.
I also see a large number of Matt and Matthew Prior’s on Facebook, but none of them are related, as far as I know. Maybe I should start a Facebook page for people with the same name. Hmm…now there’s an idea for a Facebook movement. Maybe everyone should start a group for others with the same name.
There’s also a famous American folk artist named William Matthew Prior (1806-1873). His father was also named Matthew Prior. It’s nice to know talent runs with the name.
The other day I came across an actor named Matthew Prior that played minor movie roles, including a 1998 made-for-TV movie called “The Circle of Deceipt.” I haven’t been able to find out much about him.
I’ve also noticed that there are some novels out there with characters named Matt or Matthew Prior. There’s one called “The Financial Lives of Poets” by Jess Walter. Here’s a review from Deborah Clarke, a Literature Professor at Arizona State University:
“The Financial Lives of the Poets is one of the first novels to come out on the current economic situation. The main character, Matthew Prior, quits his job as a journalist to set up a website offering financial advice in poetic form. Of course it fails, and he returns to journalism, having lost all his seniority, and then loses his job in the downturn. As the novel opens, he’s about to lose his house, his wife is contemplating an affair, and he decides to try dealing pot as a way to stave off financial ruin and thus save his marriage. The book is a hoot, interspersed with bits of poetry—or, at least, verse—and follows the pathetic attempts of a rather comical loser. Both funny and moving.”
Hmm…”the pathetic attempts of a rather comical loser”? Let’s hope reality doesn’t mirror fiction. My least favorite title of a review of Walter’s book appeared in the Pacific Northwest Inlander: Matt Prior’s Life is in the Toilet … Jess Walter Put Him There. Now doesn’t that do wonders for one’s self-esteem. I know it’s not really me, but I don’t enjoy reading a title linking my name with a toilet.
There’s also a series of mystery novels by Anthony Quogan, a Canadian author. A reviewer of “The Fine Art of Murder” writes:
“Matthew Prior, a fortyish English playwright whose successes have been modest and whose love life is stalled, decides to accept an offer of a visiting professorship at Wacousta University in Mapleville, Ontario.”
Okay, so far so good. Slightly depressing, but at least not nearly as “pathetic” as the other novel. The reviewer then continues:
“But his cast soon begins to dwindle alarmingly; the weapons here all have some bizarre sexual link (one student, for example, is bludgeoned to death with a petrified elephant penis), and a bit of a photograph of the victim is always left at the scene.”
I’m not sure I like my name being used in a novel about crimes by a murderer with a weird fetish; however, at least Professor Prior solves the mystery in the end, so I guess I should be grateful for that. There are also some other people named Prior in other mystery novels. Pat Dobie wrote a Chris Prior Mystery, Bob Garland has a series of Humboldt Prior mysteries, and Eve Houston has a detective series about a place called Prior’s Ford.
As for other Priors, there’s a Mark Prior that pitches for the Yankees. In my professional academic field, there is a Paul Prior in the Department of English at the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign. I’ve heard many good things about him but I’ve never met him. There’s a folk singer in the UK named Maddy Prior. Stargate SG-1, the TV series, had a storyline involving a group of evil aliens called the Priors. I hope we’re not related.
Strangely, people ask if I’m related to Richard Pryor. Sorry folks, but that’s a different spelling. Arkansas senator Mark Pryor also uses the “y” spelling. Of course, I can’t forget Leokāne Pryor, the Hawaiian falsetto singer (yes, I do have one of his CDs).
The oddest thing is that whenever I give people my name, they always spell it as “P-r-y-o-r.” or pronounce it as “pree-or.” That’s why I always have to tell people that it’s “Prior” as in “priority mail.” I would think that the word “prior” (e.g., prior to, prior engagement, priority) is a pretty frequent word in the English language. Go figure.
By the way, the family name “Prior” comes from a religious title. A prior is the head of a priory (the head of a house of friars, under the abbot). That reminds me, St. Andrew’s Priory is in Honolulu, HI. Minnesota has a city/town (?) named Prior Lake, and there’s a Prior Street in Vancouver, BC (I’ve been there).
It seems that there are a lot of Priors and Pryors out there. Maybe I’ll have to see if I can meet some of them. Who knows? Maybe we’ll find out we’re related.