"As a young immigrant in the 1870's New York, Jacob Riis had experienced poverty, starvation and unemployment. Reporting from the slums he witnessed the consequences of massive immigration, speculation and dreadful housing conditions. His life's goal was to improve conditions for residents of the tenements. The children were close to his heart."
Old black and white photos always fascinated me, and at the National Portrait Gallery, you can see American history through these photos and paintings about immigrants and American citizens enduring times of hardship.
A book review on Mysterious Builder of Seattle Landmarks Three years ago when I started blogging I soon found Paula Pederson who blogs about finding traces of her Danish father Hans Pederson who a hundred years ago had built a lot of fine buildings, roads and railways in Seattle. After years of tracing him, her book was finally released February […]
#1 post on a series on Sweden This post is part of a series on a two-week long journey to Sweden in May 2017. My husband and I started in Gothenburg the fourth largest city in Sweden. I attended the world’s largest Half Marathon for the 12th time. We wanted to visit our son and family 800 km away […]
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, […]
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 […]
I planned to write this post at our newly renovated library where a nice café is at the front. I went to look for a book and had a look into the café. I had never been there and the place was full of elderly women having chats and a coffee! I would feel more relaxed at home with coffee ad […]