Fearless Females (Day 3): Name Calling

I remember sharing soda pop with friends. Letting them drink from my bottle without wiping it off.  I remember sharing colds and the Flu with Mum, my siblings and half the kids at school —  particularly  the ones I didn’t like — but I don’t remember sharing names with anyone.

And name calling, oh we did that a lot.  I won’t post them here: some were too personal, and others just a wee bit nasty. You can imagine and you’ll be pretty close. Really, really.

Mum got her given name “Ethel” from her mother’s middle name.  Mum’s middle name “Alice,” from what we know, came from Grace’s sister, Alice. And then, Mum got “Atkinson” from her father.

The first name for Grams was “Grace,” and from what I managed to piece together, she was possibly named after Grace CARDWELL, who was the mother of Elizabeth, who married the George HEMMINGWAY, who died in the mining disaster in Corton Wood Colliery in 1882. Her middle name was “Ethel” and no one else is certain who had that name before Grams did.

My younger sister got her middle name “Emily” from our father’s mother, on the dark side of the tree. (Dark side meaning: there isn’t much there. Root rot is to blame.).

Gramma Rabbit was Emily Elizabeth (MOREAU) before she married “Papa John,”  and whomever either of those names came from is anybody’s guess.  

I gave Emily the nickname “Gramma Rabbit” because she got me interested in gravestones and genealogy.  One of my earliest posts (22FEB2011) on my other blog, “Rock of Ages: Grave Concerns” which was based on a research paper I wrote explaining the different types of materials used for grave markers.  A couple poetic pieces I wrote are mixed up in there too.

The MOREAUs were from the Penetanguishene-Midland area in Ontario and had been there since the 1830s.  Prior to that, they were residing in and around the area of Trois Rivieres (Three Rivers), Quebec as far back as the 1660s, and were originally from Cognac, Saintonge, France to as early as 1616.

So, not too much name sharing amongst the girls, but the boys certainly made up for it on both sides of the tree — due to lack of originality for naming or problems spelling (but with my family’s luck, probably both.).


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