Take a break from matters of war and peace to consider a light, sweet subject. In a column earlier this week, I had an item on “mixed names” — names that have a first name from one tradition, and a last name from another. I cited a boy of my acquaintance: Joshua Santacroce (or “Joshua Holy Cross”). Many readers sent in their own examples. And several mentioned a former major-league pitcher, Juan Eichelberger. I say this in Impromptus today. And, a short while ago, I received the following note:

“I was a college student in Southern California during Mr. Eichelberger’s playing days with the San Diego Padres. And the particular beauty of his mixed name is that his middle name is Tyrone — making him Juan Tyrone Eichelberger. I always loved that, and after 30 years, it sounds strange to my ear to hear just the first and last names, without the ‘Tyrone’ anchoring the middle.”

Another baseball player? A different reader writes, “My favorite mixed-name athlete is L.A. Angels outfielder Vladimir Guerrero. I hope his parents weren’t Lenin-lovers!”

I hear you.

Finally, a reader managed to combine two items from today’s column: “Jay, you provided a link to the website of Clare College’s choir. [They are touring Israel, and catching unholy hell for it.] I noted that one of the new carols they have commissioned is by Tarik O’Regan. I’ll bet that his parents had an interesting wedding ceremony and a fabulous reception.”