We found a tickler at the Archives today. My coworker is archiving marriage records from the 1990s. On the marriage application forms, potential brides and grooms must fill in a line labeled “Identification,” indicating what kind of proof of ID they have. On most forms, we see “Driver’s License,” or “Birth Certificate,” but one groom wrote something to the effect of “Scar under left eye and above left knee.” Hah.
In the past, we’ve seen a few forms on which lovebirds wrote “Human” on the line labeled “Race.”
I usually work with older records, from the time before ID, when people weren’t even forced to decide on a consistent surname spelling. I like reading the old names and keep a list at work of the funny or illustrious names I’ve found. I can’t remember them all at the moment, but these three have stuck in my mind:
Ananais McCoy—Ananais is a name that needs reviving, for all the strong, silent men.
Prettiman Jones—I pronounce this one “Pretty Man” and see a smooth talker, gorgeous, African-American, tipping hat and winking at ladies.
Mordecai Mendinghouse—This name needs to have its own poem, complete with a lonely, serious, bearded man, stocky in his black hat and suspenders, clopping slowly up a dirt road into town in his horse-pulled wagon. He likes his horses.
Great names in baseball history (from Bill James Baseball Historical Abstract):
Davy Force - Perhaps the coolest name I ever heard. He was nicknamed "Wee Davy" since he was only 5'4", 130 lbs. He played from 1871 to 1876.
Carlton Molesworth - He only played in one season: 1895. I imagine he became a butler after retiring from baseball.
My mother went to school with a little girl called Rosie Haas...
And she swears that the insurance man who used to call at the house once a month was called Conventry Branch. Not sure if I believe that one though.
:-))Posted by: Daisy on June 28, 2003 06:07 PM