Well, Quint is the great-great grandson of Anton. And then his great-grandfather, grandfather, and father - also all Anton's. My husband is IV (or the 4th).
Quint is the fifth and as is tradition, he was named not after his father, but his grandfather, Anton Sr.
His name is a nice, long, formal and beautiful tradition in my husband's family that hopefully will continue on down the line.
And to keep things simple around our family, we call him Quint. Because he's the 5th. And Quint means "five". I know, you already knew that...but still...
There are only three of those generational Anton's living, and I love capturing pictures of them whenever I can.
It's beautiful for me to see that my sweet boy - this little baby all the way from a tiny village in Africa - will carry on the family name his Daddy gave to him the day he was placed in our arms for the first time.
And a grandfather who is proud to share his name with that little boy...
It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons. ~Johann Schiller