My handle? Well.... There is a bit of history to it actually. It all started back in January of 1950. It was a cold snowy Chicago winter night when churchyards yawned and hell itself breathed out contagion to this world. My mom said "You know... now could I drink hot blood and do such naughty things etc etc" and my dad said: "Let's name him after Bruce Lee." And my mom said: "Bruce who?" And my dad said "Never mind." And the rest is history. Bruce (Lee) Boyd