How dcc Got the "cc" - A Family History in Motion
December 11, 2008
Lifecycle
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by dcc (and az) First some background: Once upon a time, in a magical land known as Newton, Massachusetts a boy named Andy Cutler fell in love with a "feminist in law school" named Olivia Cohen. After years of courtship and these two high school sweethearts tied the knot at Temple Ohabei Shalom in June of 1977. Like in all fairy tales, the two lived happily ever after in a wonder-world of pluralism and progress as Andy and Olivia Cohen-Cutler. These two tradition bashing creating newlyweds went on to bring Donnie and his very smart and funny sister Sally into the world with this new family title. Thus the Cohen-Cutler family was created.
Jump to present day.
As you may remember from other posts, I am about to get married to a very lovely woman. We met at URJ Greene Family Camp. We both worked for the Reform Movement. We both are very liberal politically, socially and religiously. But when it comes to figuring out what to do with our last name we are having difficulty dealing with the progress from the previous generation. So in this post we are asking the Reform Jewish community for help. We have spoken to our families, to our rabbis and now we are opening the appeal to the Reform Movement at large.
First here is Abby's story, in her own words:
January 14, 1973 - In the equally magical Des Moines, Iowa, Jane Sandler and David Zemel got married. As one of three girls, Jane thought it prudent to pass on her maiden name to her first daughter and so, ten years later, I, Abby Sandler Zemel was born. Five years later, my little sister joined the family and while legally her middle name is not Sandler, she adopted it as her own badge of family pride.
December 31, 2007 - Donnie proposes and I say yes. As soon we start to tell people we're asked, "What are you going to do about your last name?" Then my sister lovingly suggested I should take all four available last names, making my name Abby Sandler Zemel Cohen Cutler and thus ruling out any hopes I may have for monogrammed towels later in life.
Jump to present day.
In addition to planning a wedding, melding two families, and living the rest of my non-wedding related life, I have to toe the line between speaking my mind and offending my intended and his family as we try to figure out what to call ourselves. When I used to daydream and doodle the combination of my name with his, a hyphen was never part of the picture.
We've talked this over many times and at one point, it looked like we had a solution. Donnie would simply drop the hyphen in his name, meaning he would have two separate but equal last names and could still be known as DCC. I would take Cutler (his Dad's family name) and future generations would be saved from this dilemma. That was a short-lived solution, however, as Donnie realized he was uncomfortable with that proposal. Solution #2 was to drop the hyphen and combine the two last names, resulting in one long last name (rough for ScanTron tests, but manageable) but that one got ruled out also.
The most recent idea is to stick with tradition and for me to adopt Donnie's last name, as is, as my own. Here's the wrench in the plan - I don't like this solution. Our doorman already calls me Ms. Cohen because he thinks the hyphen is between Donnie and me, not his parents. If I'm going to have a hyphenated last name, I'd like at least one of those names to be my own.
Or, dcc could stay dcc and I could stay Abby Sandler Zemel. But here's the scenario I keep playing over in my head: We have kids and, as tradition dictates, the kids take Donnie's last name. Donnie is at parent-teacher conferences and the teacher is telling him how well our son/daughter is doing in school, except that he/she talks too much (trust me, this will happen). I come in late (from my noble, well-paying and satisfying job) and introduce myself as Abby Zemel, except the teacher has no idea that the smart, but overly talkative child she's talking about is mine. It seems unfair that the paternal side is represented while my family name(s) are lost.Our parents are from the school of thought that we should arrive at tough decisions by ourselves so while they're great listeners they're not coughing up a whole lot of other solutions.
So back to me:
I have a deep connection and deep disdain for my hyphenated name. Throughout my entire life people have asked if my parents are divorced. Since I have been old enough to look bald, people seem to think I am already married. However, my identity is as Donald Cohen-Cutler not Donald Cutler, Donald Cohen, Donald Cutler-Cohen (which happens all too often), Donald Cohencutler or any other combination there of. But then again, my identity has very limited history.
Any history of the Cutler family is kind of my history and any history of the Cohen family is kind of my history, but not really. There are no other Cohen-Cutler's in the world besides my mom, dad and sister. There are no great Cohen-Cutler rabbis, no great Cohen-Cutler philosophers from the old country, no Cohen-Cutler squares in some small corner of Eastern Europe and perhaps most morbidly, no Cohen-Cutlers died to be Jewish. These are the things that make identity stronger than just what a single person can create within his lifetime.
But my name is Donald Cohen-Cutler and I would like to start creating the Cohen-Cutler history, preferably without having anyone die for this history, with my future wife. A co-worker of mine put it bluntly: within one generation the Cohen-Cutler name will be part of history. I would like Abby to take my name and I want our children to have our name, yet I do understand her reservations. I don't want her to give up her identity to start building our own together.
Help Us:
So this is where you all come in: What do you think we should do? We both know there is a bunch of hyphenated Reform Jews out there reading this blog. Come on - if there was ever a group of people with more hyphenated last names we haven't found it! So what have you done, what do you think your kids should do if they get married, is there some great story out there that helped you figure out what to do? We want to know, so a leave comment and we will learn from you.
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Most important principle: you can't have everything you want, so get over it. By the way, that's the secret to a long and happy marriage :)
I can assure you that Abby keeping her maiden name will cause no serious problem. Since according to this article one fifth of women keep their maiden names, schools are used to dealing with this.
Here's an article on the question you are facing:
http://www.slate.com/id/2097231/ .
And here's what they do in Spanish speaking countries, where the double surname is standard:
http://spanish.about.com/cs/culture/a/surnames.htm
The problem with that very rational Spanish solution is that I don't think people in the US know of or understand it, so it may cause confusion.
I have my mother's maiden name--Koller--as a middle name, but not hyphenated. If you ask me, the hyphenation introduces too many complications.
The best thing is whatever pleases you
Here is a relatively simple solution:
Donald drops the hyphen. Abby keeps her maiden name. The children all are Zemel Cutler, and they decide eventually if they want to use both names.
But you don't like that right?
The English like the hyphenated stuff, but then it gets passed down through the generations, with the wife' name not going further.
You don't like that either, right?
See top comment :)