There was a little boy in 6th grade when I was in 4th who was named “Regret”. I wish I were joking, or repeating an urban legend, but I’m not. :-( This was in mid-Missouri, circa 1976. I’ve often wondered what in HELL were his parent(s) thinking, and whatever became of him. I never met him, but I sure noticed his name in the school yearbook. Poor kid. Names like Shawniqueah are bad enough...But when the parent(s) give the kid a name that’s a confession and an insult?
Naming anybody a name like “Regret” is worse than a boy named Sue. That poor kid. I hope he changed his name later in life like one of my cousins did.
I do remember a story about the Mayflower families and one family had a daughter named, “Remembrance”. Now, that was a great name.