OT: I identify with.....

I know he was a Quaker, but not much more.

Caryn

OK then. I think I've been on it. I visited Stamford CT a few years ago (where my great grandmother's family were from) and was taken into NY City very briefly on the Sunday afternoon. If I was told the name, or saw it on a sign I didn't make the connection.

Thanks for explaining, Caryn and Alison.

Rosemary

Weeellll.... technically, Dr. Who WAS were I heard the name for the first time. My SO was a fan, so it was on, while I was either reading or... hmm.. hadn't started stitching then, so I guess I must have been reading. What I usually don't tell anyone is that for a short while, we had a lovely chow/shephard mix that we named Tegan. She was ill from the start, so we didn't have her for long. When we got into the SCA, I wanted a name that I was familiar enough with to answer to when called. I researched enough to know it was basically a Welsh name, so I opted to use it. The reason I usually don't tell anyone about the dog is because of the extremely snarky remark my SIL made. "It's fine.... IF you want to be named after a dog." Irked me enough that I've just always let everyone think it came from Dr. Who and had nothing to do with the dog. Silly, but there it is... LOL Teegs

That line from "Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade" springs to mind, Indy's dad explaining that his son is Junior and "Indiana was the dog!"

Caryn

Could be worse. You could be named after the dog from Dr. Who!

I say it is a lovely enough name (Tegan, not K-9) that it had to be shared.

Sopher = writer a great name ,,, do you know more about it ? was it a Sopher Sta"m ? mirjam ote:

Hey! One of my quilting friends named her son Teagan.....now I"ll have to ask her where SHE got the name from.....hmmm......

"Indiana??!! We named the DOG Indiana!!"

The bit that made me chuckle was the bit about "The Mouth on Legs!" LOL!

Pat

Yeah, I got that, Pat, but since I so rarely post here, I didn't think you could POSSIBLY mean me... My SO dubbed me Motormouth for years.... His biggest peeve with me was (and still would be, I'm sure) is that I can't seem to tell one story without including two or three others, before finishing the first one. Or that I'd pick up a days old conversation right where we left off... left him struggling to catch up constantly... ah well.... Tegan

If the movie had been out by then, I probably wouldn't have minded so much, but way back then, his sister knew just how to cut me to the quick with words and what I can't convey here is tone of voice. She managed to make me feel so stupid for not being so very original with my name choosing. Now, it wouldn't bother me a bit, but back then, she knew how to play on all my varied insecurities quite well. Tegan (the dog) was such a sweet thing, and so lovable and friendly that I thought it was a nice tribute to her. Her remark ruined that for me for years, until I finally realized that she might possibly have been hateful out of jealousy. She was the only girl of four and adored her oldest brother. I discovered later on that she was pretty hateful to most all of his previous partners as well.

Ah well.. life goes on and what doesn't kill us makes us stronger! LOL Teegs

You sound far too much like my daughters and me! LOLOL!

Pat

A friend of ours is quite incapable of ever completing a story. The story seems quite interesting at first. However, she has to tell how she met each of the people involved in the story and then goes on to describe the family history of each person going back over at least 3 generations. By this time she has lost the thread of the story and her listeners have lost the will to live...

Oh, I`m not THAT bad - but my oldest daughter is. The other one is bad for telling you the complete story of a book, film or TV program and it`s very hard to make the right noises at times!

Pat

Similar to my sister. She had always loved the name Dax. She thought she was never going to get married so she named her German Shepherd Dax. A number of years later (dog was over the rainbow bridge by that time--choked on a tennis ball), she *did* get married and had a son whom she named Dax. Many people thought she had named him after the dog, but she hadn't.

Joan

Big snip!

Family names were big in both my parents' families for several generations.

In Dad's birth family they tended to give each child 2 names, each one from a relative - the exception was my Uncle Bert, who was named only for a Herbert. The 6 survivors were Olive Hannah, William Archibald, Alice May, Herbert, Robert Charles (my dad) and Mary Ellen. 3 of them were known by their middle name. There were also 2 more boys who died as infants - John and Thomas.

In Mum's family it went like this:

Steven Francis (after paternal grandfather)

Alphonse (maternal grandfather and brother just died in WWI)

Helen Virginia (my mum for father's deceased sister, buried in Fitchburg MA)

Mabel Dorothea Maude (mother's twin sisters M and M, and father's old girlfriend D) Guess who went to register the baby. :)

In my generation, all my sisters got a middle name from an aunt (Dorothy, Mary and Olive) and I got Margaret for Princess Margaret. I suspect my mother didn't know Dad had a cousin called Margaret, so that's a family name too.

I love to see family names reused. I can certainly help with some of the tricky bits of genealogy. :)

Bye for now.

Rosemary

Be careful what you wish for.....

The area of Germany where my father was born, they have traditions for naming children. First son is named for the father's father. Second son is named for the mother's father. Third son is named for the father (unless that name has already been used). Then alternating in specified order between the parents' brothers, then uncles.

Which means that my grandmother and two of her sisters all married men with the exact same name, and between them contributed three more sons of the exact same name to the confusion.

The Johann Schmidt born in 1899? There's four of them; do you have more information? No, I'm sorry, three of the four are the son of Johann, no help there.

Apparently, there's no such tradition for the girls, so there's a larger variety of names there to help you differentiate the Johann married to the Maria from the Johann married to the Ermintrude.

BUTTTTTTTTTT, two of my grandmother's sisters married the same man (younger one would not live with him to raise her sister's children without benefit of clergy), so if you're looking for the man married to Maria, you'll completely lose track of him after her death when he becomes the man married to Cecilia.

My cousin was working on the genealogy and when the oldsters' memories ran out that was it. The church records were of no use because of the constant repetition of the same names -- what appears to be the same guy got married twice in a week, same week he brought three babies for baptism. I'd offered to help him with translation, but where he really needed the help was separating Johann #1 out from Johann #2 through #109, a massively involved project that didn't intrigue me.

Talking of men registering the births, my grandfather, George Stripp, went to the Registrar to register his new daughter Edith Mary. At the last minute he added the name "May" after some relative.

Poor Auntie Edith enlisted in the WAAF ( Womens Air Force in UK) during WW2. She snapped to attention, and announced Edith Mary May Stripp, Sir" ..........to which her superior replied, "Not here, you can't"

Gillian