My Name

They tell me I am named after a sweaty shoe. From what I understand, I had no name and the lady who handled the birth certificates was adamant I had to have a name. So, my mom, dad, and grandmother were discussing names. Gran pulled her shoe off and the label inside said "Jolene". All three of them looked at each other and said, "How about Jolyn?: one word?" They all agreed; the birth certificate lady was satisfied, and I went home with a moniker which was unusual. I hope I haven't been too much of a pain to my family. But, beeing named after a sweaty shoe is a little disconcerting.