What’s wrong with the good ‘ole names of yesteryear?

David Chartrand

David Chartrand

Opal died the other day. So did Ethel and Maude. I didn’t know these three women and, for all I know, they didn’t know each other.

The three of them die every day — not the women, just their first names.

Women named Hazel, Gertrude, Edith and Ada Mae are are rapidly vanishing. They pass away along with Hortense, Edna and Wilma — women of the generation that gave us Herbert Hoover, aluminum outdoor furniture, the fox trot and air conditioning. It was the generation that gave its sons and daughters names that can only be described as extremely interesting. Continue reading

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