I have always loved my ancestors! I feel a connection and love for them because of the stories I have been told, the family history I have done, and especially talking to my parents, grandparents and other relatives. I feel so fortunate to be from such amazing people. My parents named their first son after my father. I liked that idea so when I got married, I wanted to name our first son after his father. My husband’s name was Joseph Richey Gibbons, but he went by his middle name, “Richey or Rich”. We named our son “Joseph” (after his father’s first name) and his middle name “Brian” (after my brother) who was on a mission at the time Joseph was born. We named our second son, Robert “Robbie” Lee after both of our fathers, Robert Holker and Lee Gibbons. When we knew our third child was going to be a girl, my husband and I talked and we agreed to name our daughter after my great grandmother, Annie Ostvig, because she was so special to me. (He actually agreed to the name “Anna” because his sister watched the movie “Annie” so much that he didn’t want to be reminded of the little red-headed girl in the movie!) We had planned on naming her “Anna Kristin”, in honor of our sister-in-law, Kristin Gibbons, who passed away several years earlier. However, my husband, who had been suffering with a brain tumor for almost two years, passed away 5 days before our daughter was born. I wanted her to always remember her father and keep a piece of his memory with her, so I changed her name to “Anna Richey”. I hope my children feel a connection to these special people every time they hear their names and feel the privilege of being named after incredible people.