Nicholas Vartan

[Athenais]

Sylvie's brother Eddie had a son named Nicholas in 1983.

Was that Nicholas named in honor of an older cousin...a son of Sylvie?

First cousins are usually not given the same name, but these would have been born almost 2 decades apart.

Eddie's son Nicholas is from a second marriage.
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If Sylvie had a child who was taken away after her death, it makes sense that her brother would name his son after his (possibly estranged) nephew.

[Perplexed]

My nephew named his most recently born son (2002) after his deceased brother, who died in 1984, at age 20, from brain cancer. We were all deeply sorrowful when he passed away.
Makes sense to me.....

[Truthseeker]

Perplexed - how sad. I know how hard it is dealing with severe illness within the family. I have to agree with both of you. It makes perfect sense to me.

[Athenais]

A Sylvie song from 1979...


Nicolas

It is not only a song which returns sometimes
Only a smile, in remembering a boy of formerly
When my days are gray
That it snows on my life, it returns in my memory
To the French college one evening it awaited me
It smiled Nicolas

chorus :
Nicolas, Nicolas, my first tear was only for you
One was, of the children, our sorrow was worth that of large well
Nicolas, Nicolas, it was love, one did not know it
It is the life, which takes to us
Who takes us along where she wants and where she goes

A man child, with the too large eyes, on a quay, which cried
It snowed, much since, on there low, Paris
And it does not know anything, of me and my life
What I do, who I am
He does not know, other Maritza, he keeps the true one over there

Nicolas, Nicolas my first sorrow is called like you
I knew, that never, I will not return here near you
Nicolas, Nicolas it was love, one did not know it
In fact the time from goes away
Who invents all our sorrows and our joys.
Nicolas, Nicolas, my first tear was only for you
One was children, our sorrow was worth that of large well
Nicolas, Nicolas, it was love, one did not know it
It is the life which takes to us
Who takes us along where she wants and where she goes
Nicolas, Nicolas...