One of the things I've learned while doing family research is how commonly first names were reused within a family. If a baby died at birth or in early infancy, it was not unusual for the parents to use that first name on a later offspring. We all see sons being named for their fathers, often spanning several generations, but when I saw it done frequently with mothers and daughters, I was a bit surprised.
My brother's name is Thomas, although he will always be Tommy to me. He is my kid brother, after all. My father's name was Thomas, and my grandfather's name was Thomas. So that all makes perfect sense. Even my brother's middle name, Harold, came from my other grandfather, whose middle name was Hjalmar, a Swedish version of Harold. My brother's name was destined for him long before he was even conceived.
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When I start to move on to my great-grandparents' generation, I first found my maternal grandfather's parents, Selma and Hjalmar. Hjalmar was my grandfather's middle name, so this made perfect sense. When I started looking for Hjalmar's parents, I began to uncover records that showed his name as Andrew Hjalmar. I found Hjalmar Andrew. The records I found were all for the same person, but his name shows up with the order of the names reversed in some cases, so until I find his official birth record in Sweden (which I'm still searching for), I won't know the name he was born with. I'm still working on finding Hjalmar's father, but it appears he might be Andreas, a Swedish form of Andrew. That might lend more credence to Hjalmar's first name being Andrew, but, again, I'm not sure. It sure doesn't help that this branch of the family has the surname Johnson. It makes digging through records, especially in Swedish, much more tedious.
I only have one child, a daughter, and even if she had been a boy, there would have no juniors, no middle names after parents. I just picked names I liked, although it ended up that her first name, Kristen, while not all that common to me when I chose it, ended up like my name, and she grew up with several other Kristens as her schoolmates. But, you can find it on a keychain, so that's always a positive! I used to be able to find "Linda" on things, but not so much anymore. Now it's Ashley, Brianna, Kelli, Madison...and who knows what the next wave will bring. Regardless, I remain, Linda, and it's nice to meet you!