Every month the Susquehanna blog team gets together to brainstorm what topics we will cover in the following month’s blog, and you know you have a good one when each person in the room has fun story to share. Today is Middle Name Pride Day. Read along and share the story of your middle name.
My name is Danielle Rae. I never liked my middle name growing up. I wouldn’t tell people what it was because I felt it was a ‘boy’s name.’ Now, I appreciate the uniqueness of it, which is exactly what attracted my mom to the name. She named me after Alexa Ray Joel – Billy Joel’s daughter. As it turns out, Alexa Ray was named after Ray Charles, so I guess that means that I am indirectly named after Ray Charles? No…too far.
There were many factors that Susquehanna employee, Robin, and his wife used when deciding the middle names of their seven children. While first priority was honoring special family members, they also wanted to vary the number of syllables between the first, middle and last names to give the names a rhythmic sound.
For his childrens’ first names, Robin channeled his childhood memories, which I thought was a unique approach:
“When I was young my mother allowed me to roam unsupervised throughout the small neighborhood we lived in out in the country, but when it was dinner time she would call my name from the kitchen door. I envisioned calling my boys the same way, so we gave them what I thought were strong, easily understood but differentiated names that could be shortened to one syllable…Nick, Jack, Mike and Pete.”
When considering different middle names, there’s the ever important task of making sure that the initials don’t spell something obscene or inappropriate. Sure, you may love the name Daniel Ian but you might not want to go that route when your last name is Everson (and that one’s on the tame side).
There’s a tradition with my dad’s side of the family when it comes to initials: each male has the initials, RCM. My grandfather was Robert Clair Martin, my father is Richard Coyle (his brothers are all RCM as well) and my brother is Ryan Christopher. I think it’s a unique family tradition that I encouraged my brother to continue after receiving news of their upcoming arrival.
With tradition comes pressure though and it certainly didn’t help that his wife’s fathers initials are RCM as well! How ironic.
Fortunately for my brother and his wife, they didn’t have to make that decision, as they will welcome a baby girl that they’ve named Ava Marion.
But what about the people that don’t even have a middle name? Do you feel left out? Why did your parents decide not to give you one? Everyone has a story. Share yours below!