What’s in a name?
32 Weeks 4 days
Last night, when chatting with M, we got to talking about names.
Their names are kinda finalized. Both of the little one’s will have their own unique first name, and their second names will be steeped in family origin.
The little girl will have my middle name, Veronica, the name of my grandmother, a tough lady who raised 10 kids by herself (her husband worked away from home and came home twice a year, each time she get knocked up). A lady who believed that “every woman must get educated so that you don’t have to rely on a man to take care of you”. A woman who even into her 80s could talk about world events and politics with the best of them. A woman who looked like the Queen of England and would read my sociology books for fun. A woman who would never turn down a hand of cards and loved a good bargain.
The little boy’s middle name, Peter, is Mr. Duck’s middle name, his father’s name and my great-uncles name. My great uncle Peter was wise, so wise that he left home at the young age of 12 because he “knew there had to be something better then this”. (this was the poverty in rural newfoundland)
And he found something better. He adventured to Europe, fought in the first world war (survived it, mostly because he fought as part of England’s troop and not the Newfoundland Regiment).
Peter lived off the grid after the Great War, travelling from small town to small town in the US and Canada forming unions along the rail line. He moved from place to place assuming a new identity each time. Once the union was solid, he moved onto the next town. My father’s family are really a bunch of idealists and socialists, and I love them for it.
Peter was the source of folk-lore in our family and he was reunited with us in the 90’s when he was found living on a small island in the west coast, a long-haired hippy guy who married a woman 35 years his junior. He lived to be 104, and although you won’t find him in the history books, he lived a great life, he made a difference in the world, and he made a difference to me.
There is a lot to be said about a name, and I am glad that our children will have such strong stories to go with their middle names.