Category: street names
But there’s one source of geographic inspiration that parents often overlook: street names.
If there’s a road that has special meaning to you (say, if you met your future spouse on Melrose Avenue), using a street name could be a fun way to share that history with your baby.
But you have to be a little careful. There’s an old gag about how you can generate your porn-star name by combining the name of your pet with the street you grew up on. In other words, street names have a the potential of possibly sounding a bit trashy.
To figure out the street names that work the best, I compiled a list of the most obvious options. Then I checked them against the Social Security Administration database to see which ones have actually been used as genuine human names. After all, even if you’re looking to get creative, you probably don’t want to go totally off the beaten path.
Like Jenny-from-the-block (well maybe not quite), I was a roller-skating, rope-jumping, potsy- (hopscotch to you) playing child of the Bronx streets. At that time I was completely unaware of how the mostly pretentious –sounding names of those streets might have referred back to past heroic figures (Popham? Burnside? Bathgate?). In my mind what they were identified with was the kids I knew who lived on them—Nelson Avenue was associated with the Mazur sisters, Jessup with my classmate Nancy, Loring with my bf Margery’s grandmother, and Shakespeare with my elementary school.
(One name that fascinated me and couldn’t be ignored was Featherbed Lane, a street that I passed on the way to school every day and was home to my Aunt Pearl and family. It was only later that I discovered the probable origins of the name—that during the Revolutionary War, locals covered the street with feather beds so that the soldiers fighting the British could move quietly through the area—though there were other explanations as well.)
Here are some of the mostly surname names from my neighborhood and beyond:
During my childhood, if you were from the Bronx, it was practically in your DNA to hate all things Brooklyn. But now that I’ve matured into a more rational and objective name observer, I do have to admit that that other borough does have a better selection of street names—less stuffy and a lot more that are actually suited to a baby. In fact there are so many Courts and Places with standard first names that you have to wonder if the streets weren’t named after the builders’ own babies.
Here’s a selection—there are lots more: