You gotta be kidding me. Harriet the Spy and Flat Stanley notwithstanding, I thought those names were as permanently dead as Bertha, Egbert, Flossie, Clarabelle, Aloysius, Mildred, Gytha, Edith, Beauregard, and Adolf.
Okay, maybe you’ve seen a Mildred or Edith at a local preschool, but their mamas oughta be ashamed of themselves.
(No, not really, their names are perfectly lovely for a given value of lovely, and a guy named Donald is the last guy who should be name-shaming anyone. But you know how it is. Next thing you know, there’ll be some kid named Otto…
Oh. There is? Ah.)
