“What’s in a name?
That which we call a rose
Perhaps Romeo thought names didn’t matter, but the rest of us know that names can mean a lot. Have you ever met a pretty girl named Gertrude? (Sorry, Grandmother) Well, in the last 50 years, anyway?
One of the hazards of Googlesearching one’s own name is that you risk discovering, as I just did, that your “uncommon” name is also the name of a breed of pot belly pig.
Behold, the Juliana Pig:
I am humbled.