Sunday Summary: 9.16.18Happy Sunday!

First, if you’re in the path of this week’s hurricane, I’m sending safe (and dry!) thoughts your way. Since we’re traveling on Sunday, I’m drafting this early, while all the weather forecasts are rather ominous, and the earliest on-scene reports are just starting.

Of course, I can’t help but ponder hurricane names. After the devastation of Harvey – storm and Weinstein – last year, that name is set to plummet in use. I’ve been watching Florence in recent years. It re-entered the US Top 1000 this year. It nearly won this summer’s New Names Showdown. But now? A destructive storm changes the way we feel about names.

Wondering which names might be in danger during future storms? Here’s the current list.

Elsewhere online:

That’s all for this week! As always, thank you for reading – and have a great week.

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  1. The Robert Frost poem is beautiful, thanks for sharing!

    I feel like the woman who kept changing her child’s name could have just nicknamed her child Dolly? Those names are all so close together!

  2. This comment may be rather lengthy, so my apologies in advance. I wanted to comment on a couple of things in this week’s summary. A middle initial instead of a name: the most famous example comes from our 33rd president, Harry S Truman. It seems his parents couldn’t decide on a middle name for him when he was born. After struggling with this for over a month, they settled on the letter ‘S’, honouring both grandfathers (Solomon Young and Anderson Shipp Truman).

    I could not resist reading the Robert Frost poem, ‘Maple’. I think there may be more profundity there than one can comprehend on a first reading. Nonetheless, I could identify with Maple– searching in vain for the meaning of her name, the meaning of her existence. That was me. And, like her, I could not find any satisfactory answer until I found someone who overwhelmed me with love and brought me a new name:’Amanda’– whose meaning, ‘she must be loved’, I immediately understood.