Of course, we didn’t realize until after we named our daughter after the Merrimack River, using the disambiguation of Merrimac, that A) my great-great-great grandmother was named Edith Merrimac and B) there is a town of Merrimac in Massachusetts.
According to the all knowing Wikipedia, the etymology of our daughter’s name is somewhat ambiguous; however, it possibly combines the Native American words for “strong” and “place”–“the place of strong current.” This is fitting for our Merrimac. She is a strong current. And, I am very thankful for her strength, even if it does make life a little more trying at times. (as a side note, her middle name is Adelle, which means “noble, kind, and tender.” It surprises me, but for all her strength (i.e. willfulness), she is already showing a propensity to be kind & tender hearted.)
So, it is only fitting to visit Merrimac, Massachusetts each year on our way to Maine. One day I think Merrimac will be a little more enthusiastic about the yearly visit.