<p>I didn’t read through every single post but has anyone mentioned Debbie or Deborah?
Seemed like every other girl was a Debbie while I was growing up.</p>
<p>While serving in the USAF as a flight engineer on C-141s, I was on a flight where our crew was being radioed by Base Operations. they wantd to know if we had Major Bimbo on board. They had an urgent message for him. Thinking that we must have misunderstood, we asked for the name again… Maj Bimbo.</p>
<p>The pilot asked the loadmaster to check with the passengers and ask. The load came back and said yes- Maj Benbow. Some things just don’t sound right over the radio.</p>
<p>My name would have been Feisty Telaman.</p>
<p>As for strong sounding names for girls… my hubby and I couldn’t agree on girls names when I was first pregnant. he liked all the frilly frou frou names: Elizabeth, Britney, Rebecca, and I liked all the generic boy/girl names: Drew, Morgan, etc.</p>
<p>We finally settled on Samantha and promptly had a boy. Four years later we were pregnant again. I had two ultrasounds from two different hospitals and we were told we were having a boy. I was ecstatic, hubby was disappointed. On delivery day… what popped out? A girl… We looked at each other and said - Samantha.</p>
<p>Sam is doing great-now 13 years old and very strong willed, determined and not afraid to speak her mind.</p>
<p>Be careful for what you wish for.</p>
<p>bookiemom: There was a girl in my school when I was growing up whose name was Candy Cane. (Or maybe Candy Kane – I can’t remember). She’s be in her 50s now, and hopefully she got married and took her husband’s name.</p>
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<p>We must have grown up in the same era. There were also alot of Kathys and Nancys (my name).</p>
<p>Lots of Cheryls, too!</p>
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<p>I used to work with a Bambi.</p>
<p>As a child, I lived on Summit Street.</p>
<p>We later moved to Cherry Street (seriously).</p>
<p>If we had only had a dog, I’d have the best stripper name ever!</p>
<p>fireandrain,</p>
<p>I knew a Candy Kane, too. She grew up in Washington State…about the right age.</p>
<p>When I worked in the hospital, I once had a patient named Mary Christmas. It wasn’t a cruel joke on the part of he parents. She was middle aged and married to Mr. Christmas.</p>
<p>Dog+Street name would make me Buttons Odom.</p>
<p>Pet plus street doesn’t work for those of us who grew up on numbered streets…Freckles49th just doesn’t sound much like an exotic dancer…</p>
<p>It totally works for me – Misty Forest!</p>
<p>As a 17 year old Frances Sarah ( i was named after my great grandmother), i know what it’s like to have an unusual name. Most people associate it with old ladies</p>
<p>Mansfield–it’s not hard to change your name. Just google “official name change [insert your state]” Look at the state-provided legal resources on how to do this. You can usually do it yourself w/out a lawyer.</p>
<p>Why not? Life is short; be happy! :-)</p>
<p>pet + street also doesn’t work for girls that boy dogs.</p>
<p>Our DD could be Maquire Thorndike or Mac Thorndike. Although, I guess Thorndike could be interesting name in itself.</p>
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<p>I’d be mad too, kathiep, if my parents took a perfectly adorable name – kathie – and added a P to the end! What in the world were they thinking?</p>
<p>Gosh!</p>
<p>(sorry, I’m just joshing with you)</p>
<p>So yeah, the Boomer Tail generation was cluttered with Debbie, Tammy, Denise, Jean, Joann, every combination of Mary (Mary Ann at the top), Kathy, Cathy, Kathie, Kathi, Cindy, Cindi, Christine, Christy, Kelly, Diane, Lynn, Lee Ann, Rose Ann.</p>
<p>And on the boys’ side of the gym at the mixer was always Dave, Steve, Doug, Brad, Scott, Tim, John, Jon, Josh, Joe, Jim.</p>
<p>Sheesh. Tell you what, I LOVE creative names that African American mommies name their kids. Beyonce. What does it mean? Who cares, it’s beautiful. Keisha, D’Neisha, T’Wayne, Dante, there are so many wonderful ones. But I have a family member who teaches at a school in Harlem and he says that some names he’s seen should have been rethought – Latrina, Female (pron. Fe-MAH-lay), Toyetta.</p>
<p>True story: when my mom was in the hospital having my sister, a lovely Black mommy on the ward asked her “how do you spell vendetta?” Thinking the lady was doing a crossword puzzle she told her, and the mommy said she was going to name her baby that. My mom gasped and said please don’t do that, it is something terrible in Italian. Fast forward a few years, and my mom is teaching her 3rd grade class and the principal comes in and says “you have a new student” and in walks little Vendetta White.</p>
<p>Well, I guess I’d be Princess Musket. Let’s not even go there . . .</p>
<p>"Let’s not even go there . . . "</p>
<p>Exactly. The last thing we need here is some smart aleck making immature jokes about guns going off half-cocked.</p>
<p>I always heard the stripper name thing as requiring only one’s first pet, not necessarily a dog. With cats allowed, my name would be Purrl Lexington. (I had no pets as a child; the first was a kitten my ex and I brought home when my son was 6. He was responsible for choosing the name Purrl, including its spelling – a rather impressive pun for a child that age, I thought.)</p>
<p>Okay, if cat’s names are allowed, I would be Cheetah Cherry. Awesome!</p>
<p>Fanny Ferry.</p>
<p>That’s using the only street address I ever had that wasn’t a number.</p>
<p>At one point there was a stripper using my real (unique and odd) first name. My husband and I saw my name being advertised as we drove through “THAT” part of the nearby big city. A tad bit weird. Me performing at the Lusty Lady? Probably not.</p>
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<p>According to my mother, my older brother would have been named Debbie had he been a girl. And I would have been Debbie had I been a girl. My younger sister’s name? Debbie of course.</p>