She Named Me Edward, and I Know Why

So was I regal?

So was I regal?

I wondered why she named me Edward. An English name at that.
“Mom, how come you named me Edward?”
“Because I loved the Prince of Wales. And he was the King of England.” Aha, so the English.

The names in our family…Nicolo, Vincenzo, Pietro, Carlo, Domenico…none even came close. No Edward.
“I loved that King,” she said. “Just loved him so I named you after him. What a guy.”
“But Mom, he abdicated the throne because he fell in love and ran off with Wallis Simpson, a divorced American.”
“So what?”
“But he wasn’t even King for a year when he abdicated. It was 1936! I was born in 1939.”

“Yes, but he was in love. What a story. In all the magazines.” Mom was a magazine addict…Ladies Home Journal, Life, Look, Etc.
“But, Mom, there was more.”
“What more?”
“He went to Germany during WW II and met with Hitler.”
“So, that didn’t change a thing. He was in love. And still with Wallis when he went. He married her, you know. And he became a Duke. Besides, Hitler lost anyway.”
“Yes, I know.”
“So what’s the problem? I love the name Edward, and I love you.”
“No problem at all, Mom.Thanks.”

So how did you get your name?

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By | 2017-07-10T16:10:11+00:00 July 20th, 2015|Ed Iannuccilli, Family, Humor|18 Comments

18 Comments

  1. Karen July 20, 2015 at 2:06 pm - Reply

    You look like a Handsome Prince to me!

    • Ed July 20, 2015 at 9:19 pm - Reply

      The Prince loves you.

  2. Vin DiBiasio July 20, 2015 at 2:34 pm - Reply

    Hi Ed:
    My mother told me when I was a youngster that it was an Italian tradition to name the first male in the family after the father’s father, my grandfather. So it was Vincenzo or as on my birth certificate, Vincent. So throughout my life I have had a number of nicknames – Vin, Vinnie, Vinny, Vince (by the “Mericans”), Cenzo, Vincenzo, and by my high school coach who was not of Italian descent “DeeBee”.

    You can call me any one of these names but don’t call me late for an Italian meal.

    • Ed July 20, 2015 at 9:19 pm - Reply

      Love it. When you agree to meet, I’ll be sure to give you the correct time. Thanks, Vin.

  3. Mike Neri July 20, 2015 at 3:45 pm - Reply

    In the true Italian tradition, as the first son, I was named Michael after my father’s father with the middle name John after my mother’s father. While tracing family genealogy this fact held true in all family lines.

    • Ed July 20, 2015 at 9:16 pm - Reply

      Yes, a common story that I had forgotten, Mike. Thanks for reminding me.

  4. Bob /Norma Conroy July 20, 2015 at 11:01 pm - Reply

    Hi Ed
    I was named after my grandfather. My Mothers father.but
    I was also given the middle name Edmund after my father.
    Satisfied both my grandfather and my father.

    Bob Conroy

  5. Deanna Wright, July 27, 2015 at 1:43 pm - Reply

    I too questioned my mother all the time, “Mom, why did you name me Deanna, nobody has or knows that name. My mother would answer, “Because I love it.” Mom had heard Deanna Durbin, a child movie star in the 30s and 40s singing on the radio and she fell in love with the name but I always hated it. I was called Dean na, Diane, Dianna, Dinah and who knows what else. I would cringe when a new teacher called roll. There was Marie Robertson, Beverly Norman, Kathleen McNally, Jimmy Browning, Pete Cupples and then a pause and I would wait because I knew what was coming and not only did anyone recognize the name Deanna but my last name was DiBiasio and that really caused a big problem! I would hear the teacher say Dianna DaBssso and being born under the sign Taurus, and being as stubborn as a b ull I wouldn’t answer. I’d think what kind of teacher is this that can’t even pronounce my name? Then I’d hear Dean na DiBidiiassio and I still wouldn’t answer. Finally one of my classmates would correctly pronounce my name and I would answer. But it wasn’t just elementary school, it’s been my whole life. A year of so ago I was clicking around on the TV and came upon an old black and white movie starring Deanna Durbin and it was the. first time I’d ever seen her, she was lovely and had a beautiful singing voice and I could see why my mother loved her so but still when I would say I was named after Deanna Durbin I get blank stares. The only person outside my family who got it right when I was a child was our family doctor, Thomas Nestor. H!e would tell me he loved to say my name because it was so musical sounding and I like that.

    Recently I was attending a meeting and the speaker was introduced as Deanna and asked to be called Dee. After the meeting I went up to her ad I said, “I know how old you are and who you were named after because my name is Deanna too! She laughed and I was right!

    • Ed July 27, 2015 at 1:55 pm - Reply

      Thank you, Deanna… great story. Actually, I remember Deanna Durbin.
      So isn’t it interesting how we are fated to the whim of a name, to the whim of a parent. My other story has to do with a difficult last name, one people simply avoided. So often, I would say, “Take a look. Give it a try. It is not that difficult.” And when they did, most people did OK, save for a nun in catechism class. “Is Edward I-tool-Y- Ay here?”
      Angry, I could not resist. “Where do you see a “T” in my name, Sister?”
      “I don’t. It doesn’t matter.”
      “Oh yes,” I replied, “Indeed it does!”
      Thanks for your comments….

  6. Linda Duguay August 1, 2015 at 7:31 pm - Reply

    Comment: Deanna, I really like your name and it’s nice that you had your own unique name. Sometimes you can’t appreciate that as a kid. My daughter’s name is unique and we are so glad she wasn’t one of a hundred in her graduating class with the same name. Your first and last names went together beautifully and what was so hard to pronounce? Even though DiBiasio was my gr. grandmother’s maiden name, I still don’t see why they couldn’t get it right!… but so annoying to go through that growing up. One thing that drives me crazy about the pronunciation thing is that people don’t get that in Italian the “i” is pronounced like an “e”. My mother’s name is Livia and people pronounce it like the word “live” as in I live in RI. It is pronounced with a long “e” as is Leee…via. Somewhere along the way, my mother just starting spelling it Levia with an “e” b/c that’s what everyone called her but the correct spelling is LIVIA! It doesn’t matter what nationality you are we should all try to get people’s names right. Italian names especially, like the Italian language, are so beautiful so appreciate even if others don’t!

    • Ed August 2, 2015 at 12:29 pm - Reply

      So very true, Linda. Thank you for your comments… well written, much appreciated.
      I went to the Chiazza’s Restaurant and was greeted with “Welcome to Chee-a-za.” I tried to explain that in Italian the ‘Ch’ was pronounced as a ‘K’ but got nowhere. Oh well….so Cheeazza it is.

  7. Egidio (Gino) Currenti December 3, 2015 at 2:27 am - Reply

    Hi Ed !

    I believe that you may like my story, even though I am a native Italian.
    I came to The USA ti visit an uncle (my father’s old brother), who owned a very famous and popular restaurant in Albany, New York. I was, at the time, a student a the “Universita’ di Medicina e Chirurgia” of Catania (Sicily, Italy). I returned after 3 years to ultimate my academic program, thanks to the invitation of my uncle who offered to host and help me. I did not become a medical doctor, but worked as a Research Scientist in Bio-medical Sciences for the N.Y. State Department of Health, before my recent retirement.
    After this essential introduction, I can describe the reason why why parents named me EGIDIO (Giles in English). In the true Sicilian tradition (Mike Neri wrote “Italian tradition”, but I am sure that this tradition was not religiously respected in other regions of Italy, from Lazio (Latium) to the northern part of Italy), the first son of the family was named after the paternal grandfather. In fact, my grandfather’s name was Egidio. In addition, I was born the night before Saint Egidio, the Patron (Saint) of my city. In the southern part of Italy and Sicily, another tradition is to name kids after the Patron Saint. Therefore, it’s possible that, if my grandfather’s first name was different, Egidio would have been my middle name.
    When I came to The Usa, people could not pronounce my first name and I was called ‘Egilio”, ‘Edgardo’, ‘Ed’, ‘James’, ‘Jim’, ‘Gene’, before I decided to change it to ‘GINO’ for family and friends. Most people know me as ‘Gino’ except when I provide my formal signature. Cordiali saluti a tutti!

    • Ed December 3, 2015 at 3:05 am - Reply

      What a pleasure it was to meet you last week, Egido…love the name, so hereon in, that is what I will call you. Thank you for the informative comment, and thank you for subscribing to my blog. I wish I had more time to spend with you last week. I come to the Albany area often, and lunch or dinner would be great. Please continue your comments. I love them!
      Buon Natale.

  8. Egidio (Gino) Currenti December 3, 2015 at 2:32 am - Reply

    I should have read my comment, before posting it. I am obsessed about avoiding orthographic errors, but I realized that I made one or two. It’s too late to correct them. Ciao.

  9. Jack Craven July 20, 2016 at 7:49 pm - Reply

    Lol when I was born if they parents did not know what they wanted to name you, then city of New York put on your birth certificate your name as MALE or FEMALE . Then when you were baptized then your name was the Baptismal certificate. Try and get a passport with your name as Male..

    • Ed July 20, 2016 at 11:44 pm - Reply

      Jack, very funny. I guess it made sense.

  10. Janice DiMeo July 21, 2016 at 5:21 am - Reply

    As the story goes, m y mother wanted to name me Karen. While in the hospital, my aunt got a hold of my father and said” you’re not going to let her name her that!!”. So my mother said you name her. Why she picked Janice, I never knew.

    Now to the first son. My father was Arnold and his grandfather was Vincenzo. So my brother is Ronald Vincent.

    Always fun reading your vignettes.

    • Ed July 21, 2016 at 11:52 am - Reply

      Thanks, Janice. Interesting how your aunt had such influence.
      Always fun to tickle memories.
      My grandfather, my mother’s father, was Vincenzo.

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