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What's in a Name?

Hmmm, family history research can bring up some interesting questions, such as:  If my husband's name is MISSPELLED on our marriage certificate (not to mention the date of the marriage license is wrong on the certificate), does this in any way affect the validity of the marriage???  We never received a certified copy from the state, and today while doing family history online, I decided to see if our certificate was on the online database.  It was, kind of.  I recognized all of the information, except for the spelling of my husband's last name and the date of the marriage license (the marriage date was correct).  I'm not seriously doubting whether or not we are legally married, but I can sure understand how genealogy records can be just plain wrong sometimes.  I should probably call and see if we can correct it, but I'm afraid we might be WAY past the statute of limitations!

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  1. Be sure to let us know how to properly address the Christmas cards this year. ;-)

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  2. Join the host of others with misspelled names on their licenses and certificates. As I have done indexing, it has been amazing to me to see how even on the same document the name can be spelled sometimes three different ways. On a marriage bond the a name might appear in three different places and all spelled differently. Somehow one would expect the information to be correct on the later documents. . .

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