This is one I learned to love through my mother. She desperately wanted me to pick “Bernadette” for my Confirmation name, but I went all I-wanna-pick-something-totally-different-even-though-no-one-else-in-my-class-picked-Bernadette and chose, ugh, Victoria (really, Julie?). I regretted this decision almost immediately, but I had already written my Please Let Me Be Confirmed letter to the parish priest and I wasn’t sure how cool he’d be with a take-back.
To compensate, I chose Bernadette as my name for French class my freshman year of high school. Not quite the same, but it’s the closest I’ve ever been to pleasing my mother.*
Anyway, this is just a great song – really listen to the lyrics. Love it.
“Bernadette” / The Four Tops (1963)
*No, no. Not true. But doesn’t it sound dramatic?
