When my mom was about 9, she went to see her great grandfather, whose surname was spelled slightly differently from hers. Let’s say that her maiden name was Browne, and his surname was Brown. He said that her name was spelled differently because back many generations, her ancestor was a horse thief that changed his name slightly so as not to get caught. She didn’t believe him. Fast forward a decade, she’s in college, and there’s someone there with the surname of Brown. My mom told her that her surname was Browne. The girl said “that’s funny, I’ve heard a story about your family.” Turns out it was true, and our ancestor changed his name because he was a horse thief.
