Names

Names are always important. Especially when naming you children, as they are something to be passed down.

Except somewhere down the line, my parents hit the weird tree. Or maybe just glanced it. I don't know. But follow this for a bit:

There are 4 boys in our family, but watch the logic here

the oldest(me): Carmen Joseph

Next is: Joseph Francis

Next is: Francis Nicholas

Last is: Nicholas William


I'm all for naming people after someone, but dear parents, could you think, possibly, you could, you know, find a few more names that just 5? And stop rerunning them.


But if that was all, it might be ok. But no, there's more.

My name, Carmen, was suppose to be Carmine, a good old Sicilian name(named for my grandmother, Carmella). But, being from Jersey and all, back in the early 70's, apparently, there's some sort of famous gangster named Carmine, and they didn't want me growing up with a stigma.

Right, except we moved out of jersey when I was 3, and NO ONE ever remembers who the gangster was. To this day, My father calls me carmine on occasion, and even talking to other people he does so.....