My parents were hippy folkish. My father wanted to name me Moonbeam or Starlight and a host of other strange names. Lucky for me, the final decision was up to my mother who chose a somewhat normal name for me….Michael!
Her family practiced Catholicism. Michael, the name of God’s favorite archangel, had religious significance to her. So that is how the story went.
Where did your name come from?
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