At our stomping grounds, we have quite a variety of names, including Miserable, Loudness, and Happy Boy. The name of the most prominent man in our village is “Xidonkana”, meaning “little donkey.” The West has “A boy named Sue.” The Tsongas have “A man named Honey Bee.”
The names in my colleague’s neighboring village surpass us: Hitler, Kill Me, and Froggy.
But as Joseph Norwood points out in “A Boy Named Humiliation”, the Puritans had their own fondness for unconventional names, both strange (Ashes, Abuse-not, Dust), cruel (No-merit, Humiliation, Sorry-for-sin), and virtuous (Tenacious, Trinity and Verity).
Despite their eccentricities, the Puritans did leave us some beautifully resonant names. Names like Verity, Felicity, and Hope more than make up for the Humiliations, Die-wells, and Kill-sins. Kill-sin Pimple probably wouldn’t have agreed. But, to be fair, his first name was only half of his problem.