Poor Kitty would have become Kitty Twitty.
Your old Auntie Lilly may have been "a Drain on her father's side!"
My initials before marriage were B.A.H. for Barbara Ann Hopper; then I
married a man with the last name of Golka.
As a newlywed, I wanted to monogram EVERYTHING, so I started with my
suitcases.
ARRR-R-R-GH !
And that's right where I stopped >(;^)
Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
B.Hopper, UE
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Barbara Hopper <du...@FreeNet.Carleton.CA> wrote in message
news:7pmgtr$m...@freenet-news.carleton.ca...
> Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of names in
> our ancestry.
>
> Poor Kitty would have become Kitty Twitty.
>
> Your old Auntie Lilly may have been "a Drain on her father's side!"
>
> My initials before marriage were B.A.H. for Barbara Ann Hopper; then I
> married a man with the last name of Golka.
>
> As a newlywed, I wanted to monogram EVERYTHING, so I started with my
> suitcases.
>
> ARRR-R-R-GH !
>
> And that's right where I stopped >(;^)
>
> Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
>
> B.Hopper, UE
We considered naming our oldest daughter Valerie Dawn... Until we noticed
what the initials would be.
--
Ron Walcik
Killeen, Texas
rwa...@vvm.com
My daughter is M.E., and my son is A.E.... The latter seemed bland
until I wrote him an IUO one day...
I like the [New England?] tradition of using surnames as first names.
Combined with their propensity for marrying cousins, I have a Lyon
NELSON descended from a Nelson LYON. [or vice-versa]
One of my favorites is a Joe BLOW, who was on a CW pension list with
lung troubles.
jim
>Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
My mom was once called into a parent-teacher conference,
because my 10-year-old brother had put his intials, D.A.M.,
at the top of his workpage. The none-too-bright teacher
actually thought he was cussing at her!
Steve
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Tonya Aultman-Harris
mtha...@ev1.net
Rolland Forward <Roll...@the-i.net> wrote in message
news:7pn900$o...@enews1.newsguy.com...
When I married, I myself went from P. Greene to the initials of P.A.P. My
roommate asked if she could call me "Smear" for short..... ;D
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Cheers,
Chris from Canberra, ACT
Barbara Hopper wrote:
>
> Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of names in
> our ancestry.
>
> Poor Kitty would have become Kitty Twitty.
>
> Your old Auntie Lilly may have been "a Drain on her father's side!"
>
> My initials before marriage were B.A.H. for Barbara Ann Hopper; then I
> married a man with the last name of Golka.
>
> As a newlywed, I wanted to monogram EVERYTHING, so I started with my
> suitcases.
>
> ARRR-R-R-GH !
>
> And that's right where I stopped >(;^)
>
> Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
>
--
Tonya Aultman-Harris
mtha...@ev1.net
Researching: Aultman, Cox, Parker
B & P <pax...@adams.net> wrote in message news:7pnnvn$9bs$1...@lx.adams.net...
Way back when I was in school, my best friend's parents had decided all
their children would have the same middle initial (not the same name,
though). So Karen's initials were KAD, and her siblings were RAD, LAD,
MAD, and CAD.
When I got married, my initials changed from JAT to JAP. I'm not sure
it was an improvement!
JP
Barbara Hopper wrote:
> Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of names in
> our ancestry.
>
> Poor Kitty would have become Kitty Twitty.
>
> Your old Auntie Lilly may have been "a Drain on her father's side!"
>
> My initials before marriage were B.A.H. for Barbara Ann Hopper; then I
> married a man with the last name of Golka.
>
> As a newlywed, I wanted to monogram EVERYTHING, so I started with my
> suitcases.
>
> ARRR-R-R-GH !
>
> And that's right where I stopped >(;^)
>
> Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
>
> B.Hopper, UE
> --
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> Your family has a history - I can help you find it
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PO Box 181948
Dallas,Tx.75218
While I was working at an Inn a newly married couple checked in; Mr. &
Mrs. Horney. I called them Ma'am and Sir during their entire stay.
>Barbara Hopper wrote:
>
>> Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of names in
>> our ancestry.
>>
>> Poor Kitty would have become Kitty Twitty.
>>
>> Your old Auntie Lilly may have been "a Drain on her father's side!"
>>
>> My initials before marriage were B.A.H. for Barbara Ann Hopper; then I
>> married a man with the last name of Golka.
>>
>> As a newlywed, I wanted to monogram EVERYTHING, so I started with my
>> suitcases.
>>
>> ARRR-R-R-GH !
>>
>> And that's right where I stopped >(;^)
>>
>> Anyone else have some silly Combination, Name or Initial stories?
>>
>> B.Hopper, UE
>> --
>> Genealogy Consultant For Hire by the Hour or by Project
>> Your family has a history - I can help you find it
>> E-Mail: famil...@canada.com
Lauré
Please post and e-mail your answers, I have a major
problem with my server picking up all messages and
this is the only way I can check.
So many interests, so little time.
All opinions welcome, even opposing opinions
I have a relative who named their daughter Brooke Lynn.
If Snoop Doggy Dogg married Winnie the Pooh, he'd be Snoop Doggy Dogg Pooh.
If Ivana Trump married, in succession, Orson Bean (actor), King Oscar (of
Norway), Louis B. Mayer (of MGM), and Norbert Wiener (mathematician), she would
then be Ivana Bean Oscar Mayer Wiener.
- Pat Dumond
ChloeV <MsGene1...@aol.com> wrote in message
news:1c31fd54...@usw-ex0107-056.remarq.com...
> My son's initials are DNA -- a fact of which he was extremely proud, so
"natch" majored in genetic biology in college -- until he realized he
actually disliked the field and changed his major -- to the Navy!
>
->Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of
names in
->our ancestry.............. etc etc etc
My younger son asked me one day where his middle name KENT came from.
He really liked it and was curious. He evidently had imagined it as
being some long-lost relative way-back where...
He was heartbroken when I told him that his mother and I both smoked
Kent cigarettes at the time and just thought it sounded like a nice
name. :(
He still calls me!
Terry Simonds in Ft. Lauderdale
Researching SIMONDS/CAREY/DINSMORE/MANN/ELLISON/WILLIAMS
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I would love to hear from anyone with my last name. We are related. The
name originated with my GGGGGgrandfather who come to this country from
Alsace-lorraine and so far, I have located almost 2,000 direct descendants.
Jim Whipkey
>
researching SIMMONS/SIMONDS.
Ellen Jane SIMONDS/SIMMONS BORN 5.16.1847 Campton, NH: 1852 daughter
of Laura SOUTHMEAD c.1827.
Ellen married Alonzo WESCOTT born 9.15.1845 Danbury NH; had daughter
Nellie Frances WESCOTT born 4.29.1869 Danbury, NH; buried Orange,NH
Nellie married William CHAPMAN c.1892 had daughter Nora ( Nodie)
CHAPMAN.
Nora ( Nodie ) May Chapman b.7.4.1892 Orange,NH; died 1983
>Date: Sun, 22 Aug 1999 18:52:41 GMT
>From: fsim...@gated.net (Terry Simonds)
>To: ALT-GEN...@rootsweb.com
>Subject: Re: If Kitty Wells Married Conway Twitty, She Would Be...
>______________________________
>
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Researching NH: SOUTHMEAD,SIMONDS,WESCOTT,CHAPMAN, BARKER, HOBART
BPerowne
Father Dale wrote in message <7pnrhr$d02$1...@nntp1.atl.mindspring.net>...
> And then there's the chap who was named R B Jones. When the army insisted
> on knowing his full name, he told them he only had initials - no names. So
> the recruiter filled in R(only) B(only) Jones.
You didn't finish the punch line which was that he was forever after known as
Ronly Bonly Jones<g>.
Bob
Remember the famous "Dallas" season cliff hanger? As a struggling, older
college student with two wee ones back in the beginning '80s, I received
numerous crank and obscene phone calls, until I began listing only middle
initials (with my last name) -- J R. For some odd reason, this completely
soved the problem! ;-D "ChloeV"
BAKER, CAMPBELL, CARLISI, COOPER, CROW, ENFANTINA, ENFANTINO, HAITHCOCK,
HATHCOCK, IGNACIA, IGNACIO, JONES, MARTIN, PENCE, ROBBIN, SCRACHBURG,
SCRAGBURG, SCRATCHBERRY, SCRUCHBERRY, SCRUTCHBERRY, SIMOLA, SIMOLO, SPEIRS,
SPIERS, VANCE, WENTZ, WILSON
I knew of a woman in Virginia who named her son Remy, because she thought it
sounded cool after getting drunk on a bottle of Remy Martin.
I looked at him calmly and said, "no problem, you weren't named after
Christopher Columbus, you're named after Christopher Robin from Winnie
the Pooh."
He started crying even louder... wailing "oh momma, that's worse."
Looking back, I am really glad my husband made me come to my senses and
name him Christopher Michael and not Christopher Robin as I had
originally intended.
Linda Furgerson wrote:
>
> Looking back, I am really glad my husband made me come to my senses and
> name him Christopher Michael and not Christopher Robin as I had
> originally intended.
My sister is named after my two grandmothers, Queene Reed and Mary
Lancendorfer.
"Queene Mary" was Right Out, of course.
But sometime in my youth one of us discovered "Mary Queene of Snots".
She just doesn't *use* Mary any longer. :-)
--
Some boys go to college and eventually succeed in getting out. Others
go to college and never succeed in getting out. The latter are called
professors. -- H. L. Mencken
You see, Son, it's like this. When your mother was carrying you, she
had all these strange cravings. Kippered ice cream, caramel coated fried
chicken, you name it, the poor woman had to have it. Naturally, it was
up to your heroic and handsome father to make good on his promise to her
that if *this* would the the *last* kid she had, he'd get her anything
her little pregnant heart desired! Ya gotta understand that at the time
your older siblings had gotten to the stage where they were drivin' yer
folks up the walls. I mean, LaCrosse practise at 3:00 AM? But I digress.
Your mother woke up suddenly just after your folks had finished a long
game of Monopoly and turned in (trust me! When one of em's preggos,
that's *all* they do in bed for a while. Don't ask!) tapped your dear
father on his shoulder and said "Honey! It's time!" This was back in
the days when your folks still called each other 'honey' and 'darling'
instead of 'hey you!' and "beergut" Kids do that to a marriage.
Anyway, your father sat bolt upright in the bed scattering paper money
all over the place (in preparation for the real financial hemorrhage,
later on) "NOW?" he squeaked.
"Yes, Dear! If I don't get butter brickle ice cream on a pepperoni pizza
NOW, I'm going to go bananas!" So your poor father pulled on his clothes
and coat, grabbed the car keys and slogged out into the snow. Drifts
seven feet high impeded his progress, but your heroic father was
undaunted! That pizza HAD to be brought home and he was the man to do
it. Never questioning where the seven foot snowdrifts came from in
August, he manfully harnessed the Chihuahuas up to the family sled (they
were poor in those days. The sled was an old orange crate harnessed to
237 Chihuahuas) and cried "MUSH!" because in the rush to hook up the
team, he'd stepped on the wheel dog. Scraping the ex-wheeler off his
shoe and leaping into the sled he was off!
He got to the Pizza delivery place just before it closed. Hastily
ordering a pepperoni pizza, he then flew to the ice cream store next
door. Well, as luck would have it, as he was racing back with the ice
cream, he slipped on a patch of partially melted Ben and Jerry's Chunky
Monkey ice cream, fell and seriously bruised his anterior cruciate
ganglion, causing his Poupart's Ligament to swell horribly! Since
swollen ligaments were what had GOTTEN him and the missus INTO this mess
in the FIRST place (that's another story. Ask your mother!) he HAD to
get that pizza back some other way. As the Pizza counterman came out to
help the groaning man, he looked up and with tears in his eyes, he
handed the butter brickle ice cream to the man and tave hin the address.
Heroically, the pizza counterman (well, a lad, actually, named Kent
Michael Foofenstocker of the Poughkeepsie Foofenstockers) threw the hot
pizza into the sled, grabbed the ice cream in one hand and the reins in
the other and whipped the exhausted Chihuahuas into a gallop. He made it
after a stop at the video arcade for a few rounds of Donkey Kong.
After your father finally made it home, assisted by a friendly carrier
pigeon and two old ladies in a Plymouth, he vowed to get larger sled
dogs and have a vasectomy. But in gratitude to the valiant pizza
delivery boy, he named you Kent!
And that's the truth.
Swan
(Now, Dad, you just keep yer trap shut and don't blow it and the little
tyke will adore you for ever. Delete this line, eh?)
Terry Simonds wrote:
>
> du...@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (Barbara Hopper) wrote:
>
> ->Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of
> names in
> ->our ancestry.............. etc etc etc
>
> My younger son asked me one day where his middle name KENT came from.
> He really liked it and was curious. He evidently had imagined it as
> being some long-lost relative way-back where...
>
> He was heartbroken when I told him that his mother and I both smoked
> Kent cigarettes at the time and just thought it sounded like a nice
> name. :(
>
> He still calls me!
Rat & Swan wrote:
>
> Anyway, your father sat bolt upright in the bed scattering paper money
> all over the place (in preparation for the real financial hemorrhage,
> later on) "NOW?" he squeaked.
....
> Monkey ice cream, fell and seriously bruised his anterior cruciate
> ganglion, causing his Poupart's Ligament to swell horribly! Since
> swollen ligaments were what had GOTTEN him and the missus INTO this mess
> in the FIRST place (that's another story. Ask your mother!)
....
> After your father finally made it home, assisted by a friendly carrier
> pigeon and two old ladies in a Plymouth, he vowed to get larger sled
> dogs and have a vasectomy.
--
Steve Robbins
Linda Furgerson <furg...@nortelnetworks.com> wrote in message
news:37C15FAD...@nortelnetworks.com...
> My oldest son came home from first grade absolutely in tears about his
> name, Christopher. Seems as if they were studying geography and the kids
> were teasing him about being named after Christopher Columbus.
>
> I looked at him calmly and said, "no problem, you weren't named after
> Christopher Columbus, you're named after Christopher Robin from Winnie
> the Pooh."
>
> He started crying even louder... wailing "oh momma, that's worse."
>
> Looking back, I am really glad my husband made me come to my senses and
> name him Christopher Michael and not Christopher Robin as I had
> originally intended.
>
> baldycotton wrote:
> >
> > Terry Simonds said,
> > >He was heartbroken when I told him that his mother and I both smoked
> > >Kent cigarettes at the time and just thought it sounded like a nice
> > >name. :(
> >
--
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mtha...@ev1.net
Researching: Aultman, Cox, Parker, Peyton
Steve Robbins <srob...@nospam.gw.total-web.net> wrote in message
news:rs3het...@corp.supernews.com...
Barbara Hopper wrote:
> Sometimes it's fun to report on the incongruous combinations of names in
I have a grand neice whose name is Kurtesy Booth.
Charles Booth
>My son's initials are DNA
When I was in junior high, I used to joke with my friend Donna
Xagarias (I think that was how she spelled it) that I should marry her
brother so I could have the initials SEX.
Also, I once dated a Rod Hopper. Poor kid. :)
Now that I've started doing genealogy, I'm thrilled that we didn't
stick with the "family name" thing. I have way too many Babes,
Tootses and Beulahs to be comfortable. I even found a great aunt
named Lula Belle King. Doesn't that bring to mind mint juleps on the
veranda?
Sonya
One of my friends tells of his grandfather whose name was Samuel Henry Isaac Turner!
I was listening to talk radio a year or two back, and I heard an onslaught by
the announcer about a person who named their child Shi-Thead.
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Tonya Aultman-Harris
mtha...@ev1.net
Researching: Aultman (AR, TX, MS),Cox (TX, OK), Jackson (MS, TX), Parker
(LA, TX), Peyton (MS)
Owen Catchpole <catch...@maxwell-park.demon.co.uk> wrote in message
news:GUl4nEAu...@maxwell-park.demon.co.uk...
My ex graduated from North Planinfield NJ High School with someone named Ida Mae
Ball. In the 70's, the verb "ball" had a very clear meaning.
Dave
I had a customer in my business here in NJ who's first and last names
are August September. (I didn't believe it until I did a name search.)
Oh, that's a perfectly normal name. Just ask Moon Unit Zappa. Or her
brother Dweezil....
Reminds me of three girls I met while camping YEARS ago. They were triplets
whose first names were April, May and June.
Susan Layne wrote:
> I remember that there was a girl in my kindergarten class named Juliet
> Romeo.
I've run across a similar name at work - - Dick Monster. Turn that one
around!
Lovelace
MNEELY932 <mnee...@aol.com> wrote in article
<19990830041759...@ng-fs1.aol.com>...
I can just picture this nice, staid couple wondering why everyone looks
embarrassed when they introduce themselves. That, or they mumble their
name a lot.
<toot...@webtv.net> wrote in message
news:267-37C...@newsd-151.iap.bryant.webtv.net...
Dave
On Thu, 2 Sep 1999 23:14:24 -0400, "Brian Milks" <bmi...@penn.com>
wrote:
They probably named his sister Eileen!
Also I knew a drummer who's name was "Lou Lalli". He had a daughter "Lilly".
>Some I've run across are the Queer family (try to live that one down),
>there's a doctor near me who's name is Peter Bendt (Yep, Bendt, Peter
>backwards). But the absolute worst was the Bush family who named there son
>Forrest Tree.
>
>
A high school teacher I once had was Bird Duck Fowler!
Henry F. Brownlee
In South Louisiana Hunting Forebears
I had a customer named "Mr A Hole", also a "Jenny Taylor" and a wife and
sister-in-law named S Nott
Alastair Gillham