I kinda have a name story, too. I'm named after my Dad. He did not want to name a son after himself & have him end up with the inevitable nickname of Junior. So when the first child was a girl they named me Kenna after my Dad, who was Kenneth. He went by Ken & they called me Kenny. Years later when Dad's salesmen would call for him they'd try to call him Kenny to be all friendly. The phone always got handed to me per Dad because he had already told them not to call him that, to call him Ken. I would always have a little conversation with them along the lines of "Oh. You want my Dad. Hey, he told you he doesn't like to be called Kenny didn't he? No Sir he doesn't. He says men shouldn't have names like that. It's ok for little boys or girls but not grown men. You shouldn't forget that, he really doesn't like it. You're welcome. No Sir, I won't tell him. Hold on, I'll get him for you.". Love my Dad still.