Since my brother was Dad’s name the third (jr. died shortly after birth), I was named for my mom’s side; Not using real names, the pattern goes…my mom was Francine Lee, I’m Leland Frank…a combination of a masculinization of my mother’s name and her father’s name (Leland) Again, not real names. I was almost named in the Southern tradition of my mom’s last name as my first name, but that didn’t happen. It would’ve been cool, but a bit tricky for a small kid to spell, plus credit card security questions would be a bitch.
My ‘baby’ name came from a famous actress of the time whom I have never heard of. Most Indian children have a baby name that they are called by, and it literally has nothing to do with their real names. My cousin’s name is Dheeraj, and his baby name is Rinku.
My real name just means “the girl with the beautiful eyes” and I do indeed have large doe eyes. 
I do have a cousin with the same name as me, but I don’t think I was named after her.
Mom got to name my sisters, so Dad got to name me. My middle name is his father’s; he chose my first name because he liked it in a kind of early-sixties Beach Boys surfer slang way, never mind that we were thousands of pre-metric miles from California and I can’t swim anyways.
Officially, my paternal grandfather’s brother Robert, who died about twenty years before I was born. Cementing the deal was the fact that Bob Feller (who was then very much alive, and just died a few days ago) was my dad’s favorite baseball pitcher, and had just recently retired. When I met Feller around 1970, I told him that his name had influenced mine, and he acted as if he had heard a similar story dozens of times over the years.
I was named after my mother’s twin sister, who is no longer alive. She was 33 at the time of my birth.
Biblical. One of the apostles
Thaddeus?
My sister and I both have names that were mostly “boy” names at the time we were born but now have become more of a “girl” name. My daughter’s middle name comes from combining both of her aunt’s middle names together.
Nobody. While I have a very common name it hadn’t been used in my family before. My parents just decided they liked it. Same thing with my siblings.
My mom named me after her maternal grandmother. She changed the spelling slightly, hoping no one would mispronounce my name like they constantly did to her grandmother. Didn’t work. At all. My dad picked my middle name. I think it’s just a name he liked.
Mom named my little brother Christopher, after a couple actors she liked. He got the family middle name from my dad’s side.
My half-brother was named after Dad, who was named after his father. Everyone has different middle names, though - no Juniors or IIIs.
I have the same name as my great aunt or cousin several times removed or something of the sort (I always just called her Auntie Name, and even my mother doesn’t remember quite what the relation is). She was alive when I was born, and we knew her, but mum says I wasn’t deliberately named after her, they just liked the name.
My name is a Hebrew form of either a great-grandmother or great-great-grandmother, can’t remember which. She was a bartender, and during the Prohibition she was a bootlegger.
My middle name, likewise, is the Hebrew equivalent of a great-grandmother’s name. Don’t know anything about her, or if I did I don’t remember.