Growing up I always thought my name was Jewish. When I had my bat mitzvah we couldn’t find it in Hebrew, so we made up a feminine version of Jesse. gabon One day I found the origin of my name: Shakespeare made it up! He needed a girl’s name for The Merchant of Venice. That makes me happy, since in the name books, it just means “a gift from god”(like almost everyone else).
Names as a Striving for Refinement: My father’s beginnings were humble. His parents were the rural poor of East Texas, born in the late 19th century. His mother was the 13th of 13 children. His father was the 7th son and the grandson of a Cherokee tribeswoman, which in those days must have been an isolating […]
None of us had much of a nickname though my siblings tend to call me Jude. I would never dream of introducing myself as Jude, but when I talk to myself (!), I find that I call myself Jude!