Naming Mishaps Unveiled

My folks picked my name, hoping for a fox or a cat, but ended up with me.

As for my family name, my great grandpa (or maybe it was his great grandpa) came up with it. The story goes he was trying to dodge something nasty, so he switched from Wild to Wylde. Dumb move though, he forgot to switch his first name, and folks back then couldn’t read, so they went by sound.

So, Felix, who really knows? Wylde’s just a tag from ages back. But hey, it’s just a label.