Just what we need is more things named after that hypocrite Bill Young. Yeah, teach the male youth of the community how you have a middle age crisis and instead of buying a corvette or dying your hair, you boink your secretary half your age, have a bastard kid, and expect your first wife to go along with it.
Next, we can issue young women in high school the Beverly Young knee pads and teach them how to fellate your boss and go from lowly Seminole white trash to D.C. power couple and line your pockets. All the while swearing like a sailor, giving the finger, and posting crap in Facebook about people on welfare (like you're not on the public dole as part of the guberment)... get a job as a Walmart greeter, which meets your qualifications menopausal hag.
Enough with this renaming crap for this opportunistic parasite. Oh joy, bastard Billy II is going to run for office. He needs to follow his dad's example. Take up with an office staffer half your age. Knock her up. Dump and never speak to your family. Fleece the taxpayers for every dime you can hustle.
Bev: Bill is saving a seat in hell for you. Down a bottle if Ambien with vodka and join him.