Lawrence (1899) and John (1906) were born in Iowa and North Dakota, respectively by immigrants from Denmark. Their father and mother, two small sisters, came to the States to seek new possibilities for a better life in 1893. This immigrant Peder Jorgensen who went to the States in 1893 is my husband’s great-grandfather’s brother. Henry, my husband and Leah are third cousins, […]
My aunt’s four boys, my cousins Born in 1921 Aunt Eva would have been 95 years old today the 4th of February had she been alive. My grandmother Asta and her firstborn Eve, May 1921 As a child, I admired my mother’s sister Eva. She was full of humour, and she had four lively boys. […]
Among the thousands of bloggers in the blogroll you will suddenly find someone who shares some of your own interests. That is a golden moment.
One of the exciting things about blogging is the sudden windows into other people’s lives and backgrounds far away from yourself. The internet brings us so close together and it is like we get to really “know” each other. With Paula Pederson, I almost feel we are family. Her father was a great builder of Seattle and he died when Paula was […]
Leah is a self-employed, hard-working winemaker from Oregon at the west coast of the United States. Last spring she and my husband Henry had found each other at “My Heritage”, and both were very excited to find out that they shared the same great-grandfather. His son immigrated to Iowa in 1893. This farm day worker travelled out in the unknown […]
Nyboder is a very nostalgic place for me to visit. I am reminded of history and people lived there in small flats with many children. Among them my grandmother more than a hundred years ago.
At the Photo 101 course today’s assignment is “Connect and Social Medias”. For a long time I have wished to show you the old benches in Copenhagen. In Copenhagen we still have benches like the ones that existed a hundred years ago when my grandparents met each other. I always think of them when I see one of these […]
Sometimes we have a second to decide what to do in a situation, and we don’t always know the consequences of our choices. Last week I wrote about my aunt Eva in a post about some of her life. During the WWII her sister-in-law lived very close by Eva and her family. In the last year of the war, the […]
This is the first post of a serial of five posts based on Elfriide’s life story as deported from Estonia to Siberia and back to Estonia. Number Two, Three, Four and the post scriptum. We have friends with a dramatic background in their ancestry story. Our friend Kristjan comes from Sweden and his father Herbert escaped the Germans and the Russians by fleeing from Estonia […]
Last Friday I was telling you a story while we were having coffee. My husband and I were going to take a trip in the footsteps of a boy from Funen in Denmark who would later become a very famous Danish-American called “The Builder of the West”. He was born in 1864 and died in 1933 and his name was Hans […]