The homecoming queen at our high school when I was 10th or 11th grade (keep in mind, this was the late ’70s) named her daughter Skye Blue. Thankfully, she waited till she graduated from high school to have her second child, but that didn’t help his name at all: Forrest Green.

When the priest asked during Skye’s baptism what saint would watch over the poor thing (since her mother apparently wasn’t), the Homecoming Queen replied, “All the angels in heaven.” Let’s hope so.

-Beth Ann (sister to Carol-Lyn and Lyn Marie — the hyphenating was Carol-Lyn’s idea. She refused to have anyone call her by just the first name, because of my parents’ only partially successful brainwashing attempts: According to my mother, none of the three of us have middle names. The double names are all our first names — Mom didn’t want anyone calling us by nicknames, which explains why everyone in the family still calls me “Bethy” and my youngest sister “Lynny”. Ummm … no one calls Carol-Lyn, except collect.)