My two grandmothers named me. My father's mother gave me my first name - the name of her favorite movie star. My mother's mother gave me my middle name - a name from the Bible.
Perhaps that is why everyone else called me Blondie!
To be truthful - my father named me after his favourite grandmother - would you believe that it is not actually minnie la rose?
My father's other grandmother, a fearsome and formidable woman, known in the family as THE GRANDMOTHER was Jane Isabella and as Isabella is the spanish version of my name I guess that I was named after both of them.
We tried tracing my American Indian ancestors, and didn't get too far. I wish I had talked more (and taken notes) to my grandmother about it before she died. It was one of those things I was gonna do and didn't.
mmm, they do some nice bratwursts at the airport! well, I had to have a parting bratty with my chum I visited there (British Forces Germany btw)
a village yes .. really comes to mind when you look down from a couple of thousand feet - puts a new perspective on life
