Names

[ghini]

Someone on a mailing list was asking about names. What's your full name, and what does it mean?

I am Michael David Alberghini

Michael has been the first or second most popular name given to male babies in the U.S. for each year since 1954. My parents aren't very creative. :)

David was my fathers name, and also biblical. Dad was a big old Jesus Krispie.

Alberghini is Italian, obviously. An albergo is an inn. Alberghi is the plural. Adding -ini in Italian is a diminutive. So my last name in Italian basically means "little hotels"

What about you?

Comments

[notgruntled.livejournal.com]

Andrew: About the 11th most popular name for oys in the US, and also a college friend of my mom's. Also Biblical, but I don't think that had anything to do with my parents choosing it.

Flint: My mother's mother's maiden name.

Walton: English, from "walled town." It's a common name in the UK, and while its exact origin is unclear, there are a lot of Waltons in Oxfordshire.

[leezechka.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth Leigh Walton
My dad wanted me to have name from his family, my mom said hell no, she will not be named Dorothy, Andy already had a family middle name from mom's side, so they agreed to be utterly neutral and gave me the three whitest names on the face of the earth.

[sarariman-riido.livejournal.com]

Reid : Dad wanted to give me a good "Irish-sounding" name (my family remains confused as to our origins, I think) and ended up giving me an Old-english name for "kid with red hair"

Emerson: The author. Dad had thing for the essay "self reliance" and wanted to instill that on me, I guess.

McCall: Son of Couil (or some such, forget the spelling) who is some semi-mythical celtic king or something. About as Irish as I am a monkey, there is not a drop of catholic blood in my family. Pretty sure we trace back to the Glasgow area and were Orangemen in Ulster for 1-2 generations before becoming dirt farmers in north Georgia... (where we remain).

[rick-day.livejournal.com]

my mother was pregnant when she married the man thought to be my father, a Day. It is a Welsh Derivitive of Dee and dates to the 12th cenury to the Gryffdd (Griffith) lineage.

Three years ago, I discovered My biological paternal heritage is a "Stanley" unknown but searching.

When my mother went into labor, she had turned 16 a few days before. To ease the pain, she was given some medication that basically had her tripping.

When the nurse came around and asked what she wanted the baby to be called, she thought I was a girl, so she mumbled the name she picked for a girl.

The nurse translated it as best she could and wrote what she thought my mother said.

She said "Vickey Elaine Day". The nurse thought she said "Rickey DeWayne Day". I was supposed to be William Ray Day III. On second thought, maybe that was all a lie too.

I've been a fuck up since day 1.

[improbable.livejournal.com]

I was named Karen Lorraine Schroeder. Karen, because my mother (Kathryn) got tired of everyone shortening her name to "Kathy" without asking, chose a name for me that no one could shorten. It worked. Lorraine, for an aunt of my mom's. Schroeder is a common German name that, I think, means "cart driver."