"Why did I get such an ugly street name? Bert Tait. It sounds like 'Bird' and 'Tit'. It sounds like the name of a paedophile."So I decided to do some research on the name this morning as I was contemplating on why we got such a random name. Turns out it wasn't so random.
I found information about a Bert Tait who lived in Stouffville on OurOntario.ca (I'm not sponsored by them btw) using google. I know. So pro.
http://news.ourontario.ca/WhitchurchStouffville/1245774/data
Then, as I was scrolling down, I found legal documents on the naming of the streets in our soon to be neighbourhood. Say WHAAA? Is that allowed?
http://www.townofws.ca/en/town-hall/resources/Documents/Committees/SWC_Minutes_01-Oct-12.pdf
And it turns out that a meeting was held in the city to name the streets. Uhh where was my invite?? So I did some more sleuthing (aka basically scrolled an inch down on the screen). I found another legal document (seriously is this allowed?) just chilling right underneath the previous link. Low and behold, our street names... were actually named after of all the people who have lived in Stouffville and what their occupation was!
https://whitchurch.civicweb.net/document/76985/2013-174-RD.pdf?handle=C4570756BCA34BADAEFF0056EFB823EC
So it looks like Bert Tait was a drover. A livestock mover who moves sheep or horses or cattle from one place to another. And all I could imagine was a shepherd. Then a literal cowboy. Too bad no pictures so all I can really do is picture a cliché stereotypical cowboy from one of those raunchy romance books in my head kinda looking like James Dean.
Hubba Hubba.
I'm pretty much ok with the name now. I can deal.
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