When my ex was about 8.85 months pregnant in 1996, we travelled from Montreal to Gaspe. In a bookstore in Quebec, there were no English titles and few English speakers beyond QC, so I bought a baby name book there in French just cuz and there was some time pressure coming up, too. *I* picked a name because my ex and I ended up taking turns and this was my turn and, in the process that was unfolding in 1996, I had an opinion: Genevieve. This name, btw, is a 2 or 3000 yo pre-Celtic name that means roughly “white wave” or “white woman” or something close to that if we go back far enough. Oops, I had no idea that 2021 was on its way at the time, heh. Sorry D.