Nah, see what happens is that after all the Aunt Beatrices and Uncle Ezras die off their names become fresh again because they’re no longer tainted by association with actual living people. They also take on a kind of retro chic. Egbert is fugly, but personally I like Edith.
Tangentially speaking, my wife is a teacher and I once had a dream that she was cheating on me with Flat Stanley. The really insidious thing about him was that you could lock all your doors and shut all your windows, but he could still slip through the cracks.
