My parents had a professor in the college where they met who they had a great deal of admiration for. He had a heart attack just before I was born and was in the s hospital when I was born, so he was first non-family member to hold me. His name was Perl Francis and my middle name is Francis. When I complained about about having a girls middle name they asked me if he was worth naming a child after and I had to agree, and when they told me his first name (I knew him as “Mr.Pickett” I said I was ok with Francis.

My first name is random, but my great grand father, great uncle, father, and son all have the same initials (EFW) which is kinda cool.