My background in Göteryd, Småland.

Hello everybody,

Hope your weekend was as fabulous as mine. You should know more about what is going on here in heaven, I'll let you know some other day. I understand that you travel long distances incredibly quickly in your days. Reminds me of when I was young and worked as a door to door salesman around Gothenburg. That is what my secretary has heard from other relatives. It took me some time to get to Gothenburg, not nearly as a quick as your X2000 trains. But this was back in the years around 1840 and a different world from yours.

Well, up here I mentioned my background. I was born 1818 in Goteryd in the province of Kronoberg in Småland. My father was a jury man in the local court; his name was Daniel Olofsson and he was born there in 1793. My mother's name was Stina Andersdotter. She was a bit older, born in 1786. She was quite a lady. I have a story to tell you about here later. In 1828 when I was ten years old, the family moved to the parish of Ljungby and bought a farm in the village Tofta, west of Ljungby.

The family was mum, dad and myself, also my half-sister Kristina. She was twenty at the time and my secretary guesses that she didn't come along when we moved from Goteryd. Later she married Peter in Ekenäs according to another relative. I had two little sisters called Anna-Greta, born 1821 and Anna-Stina, born 1822 and a little brother called Elias, born 1823. I also had another sister, Helena, who was born in 1826 but she died the same year.

So, when coming to Tofta in Ljungby parish I was ten years old, Anna-Greta nine, Anna-Stina six and Elias five. Can you picture the family? I am sorry to tell you that also my little sister Anna-Stina died later, in 1831 when she was nine because she became swollen. Hard for you to understand I guess, but that was not usual in our times, having to say goodbye to your children much too early. I know that my parents also had a little boy before I was born called Olof. He was born in 1814 and died young too.

Glad to be able to meet you in spite of the time-differences, remaining yours sincerely

Göran Danielsson.



Ps. A picture showing the same rainbow as in my days, this one taken from my secretary's house overviewing the direction where my house was situated in Hovdinge, Småland.