"We seldom get into trouble when we speak softly. It is only when we raise our voices that the sparks fly and tiny molehills become great mountains of contention."
The
young women of our ward are working on a project this summer. They
are involved in the Family Search Indexing program
(www.familysearchindexing.org),
and have it as their goal to achieve more than 10,000 indexing points
before the end of the summer.
The
goal of the project is to convert old copies of paper records into
digital form so they can be searched. Anyone can participate by
going to the web site, downloading the application, and installing it
on their computer.
You
also need an ID and password that allows you to access the LDS sites.
Once you have done this, you start the application, select a batch
of records, and start working. You are shown an image of a record,
and then you need to transcribe the names from that record and return
the batch. Each batch is indexed by two different people, and then
an arbitrator reviews the results and resolves any differences.
The
project recently celebrated the goal of having more than a billion
different names indexed. Thousands of volunteers are involved in
this effort, some of whom are not even Church members.
My
husband Fluffy is supporting the project, and has earned 548 index
points after working with the software for about a week. Recently he
has been indexing passenger lists from ships that sailed to Honolulu
in 1925. He has found some interesting things, such as a man from
Provo who was probably going to Hawaii to serve as a missionary.
Another
thing he noticed was how names have changed over time. He saw many
names that are still common today, such as Eve and Sarah. But he
also saw other names that are not as common as they used to be.
Think of Agnes, Myrtle, Rose, Ima, and Bertha, for example.
I
think Ima was probably dropped because of all the bad jokes that were
made using the name. If I had a daughter, I would have never named
her Ima Kidd! (I couldn’t have used Lisa, either, for pretty
much the same reason.) The most famous Ima was Ima Hogg, who was the
daughter of a former Texas governor. There was probably never a
woman who looked forward to taking her husband’s name more than
Ima Hogg did, but alas, she was never married.
My
parents chose the name Kathy before the advent of the television show
“Father Knows Best,” which is no doubt responsible for
most of the names of Kathys who are younger than I am. That show
ruined my name forever. When I was growing up, you could yell
“Kathy” down any grocery store aisle, and half a dozen
little girls would look up and say, “What?” Thanks to
the TV show, that name really became a curse to me.
If
you plot the popularity of the name Kathy, you will see something
like this:
You
can see the popularity of my name started in the 1940s, peaked about
1958, and dropped to almost nothing by the 1990s. Thanks to “Father
Knows Best,” the world got so sick of “Kathy” that
nobody has used it ever since. People who are named Kathryn now go
by Katie or Kate or even Kat, but Kathy has gone by the wayside.
You
can see the same thing today with names that are used in popular
culture. For example, here’s the frequency of the name Bella,
which was no doubt made popular by the Twilight series of
books and movies:
I
suspect when the current crop of Bellas gets old enough to read the
Twilight series, they will be as embarrassed about being named
Bella as I am about being named Kathy. But that’s the kind of
thing parents will do to a kid.
Currently,
the ten most popular names for girls are (in order of popularity)
Sophia, Emma, Isabella, Olivia, Ava, Emily, Abigail, Mia, Madison,
and Elizabeth. (Madison, of course, came from the Tom Hanks movie,
Splash.) Only time will tell if these names endure or will be
other flashes in the pan.
Regardless
of the moniker our parents hang on us, it is always comforting to
know that God knows us by that name. I was struck by this quote from
a conference talk given by Sydney
S. Reynolds in October of 2003:
Joseph
Smith at age 14 had to be one of the least conspicuous human beings
on the earth, and yet the God of heaven knew him and called him by
name in the Sacred Grove. I believe the Lord knows my name and your
name as well.
It
is a sobering thought to know that God knows the names and needs of
his billions of children. Whether we’re a Kathy, a Madison, an
Ima or a Bella, he is always there to listen to our prayers and wipe
away our tears.
I
couldn’t get up in the morning if I didn’t know that God
was right there, loving me and caring about me and ready to help me
in my times of need.
(The
graphs and statistics used here were obtained from the excellent
knowledge base www.wolframalpha.com.
It contains a wealth of information and statistics. Click on the
“Examples” link for examples of all the information you
can access.)
Kathryn H. Kidd has been writing fiction, nonfiction, and "anything for money" longer than
most of her readers have even been alive. She has something to say on every topic, and the
possibility that her opinions may be dead wrong has never stopped her from expressing them at
every opportunity.
A native of New Orleans, Kathy grew up in Mandeville, Louisiana. She attended Brigham
Young University as a generic Protestant, having left the Episcopal Church when she was eight
because that church didn't believe what she did. She joined The Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints as a BYU junior, finally overcoming her natural stubbornness because she
wanted a patriarchal blessing and couldn't get one unless she was a member of the Church. She
was baptized on a Saturday and received her patriarchal blessing two days later.
She married Clark L. Kidd, who appears in her columns as "Fluffy," more than thirty-five
years ago. They are the authors of numerous LDS-related books, the most popular of which is A
Convert's Guide to Mormon Life.
A former managing editor for Meridian Magazine, Kathy moderated a weekly column ("Circle of Sisters") for Meridian until she was derailed by illness in December of 2012. However, her biggest claim to fame is that she co-authored
Lovelock with Orson Scott Card. Lovelock has been translated into Spanish and Polish, which
would be a little more gratifying than it actually is if Kathy had been referred to by her real name
and not "Kathryn Kerr" on the cover of the Polish version.
Kathy has her own website, www.planetkathy.com, where she hopes to get back to writing a weekday blog once she recovers from being dysfunctional. Her entries recount her adventures and misadventures with Fluffy, who heroically
allows himself to be used as fodder for her columns at every possible opportunity.
Kathy spent seven years as a teacher of the Young Women in her ward, until she was recently released. She has not yet gotten used to interacting with the adults, and suspects it may take another seven years. A long-time home teacher with her husband, Clark, they have home taught the same family since 1988. The two of them have been temple workers since 1995, serving in the Washington D.C. Temple.