


Well, "there are other things than thinking about old times" and I respect that my secretary now wants to proceed with her life. Until next time she connects to me again, take care of yourselves!
OK, can we begin our proper business, telling folks about Maria Göran's daughter? That is my intention today, to tell you about my youngest daughter Maria and her wedding.
Göran's daughter #3, Maria with family (the Johansson's)
As I told you earlier, Maria was living in the parish of Kånna with her mum, my beloved wife who remarried five years after my death. In 1887 she was a young lady, 23 years old and I guess she wanted to see the world. In those days that conception did not mean going further than Rydaholm, at least not for Maria. Rydaholm is now a place just on the other side of the boarder to Jönköping's county, north east of Ljungby which belongs to Kronoberg's county. Still in Småland! What she was up to there we have not yet discovered! Being her father I am a little upset, but as she the following year married a good hearted man and they lived happily ever after I will not mind.The 12th May in 1888 Maria married Karl Petter Johansson. My secretary would like to let you know that this is her wedding day too, but 96 years later! She married the grandson of Maria, Göran Johansson. Before I tell you more about my son-in-law I would like you to see his photo - my secretary makes it unusually large to please another reader - hello Lu!
Carl-Petter was born in Rydaholm in a family with five siblings surviving childhood. He was born in 1861 and 26 years old when he married Maria. He was a godly man and had connections up here in heaven. His children left their home to cross the Atlantic Ocean and his letters to them are filled with heavenly words and blessings. You might get a proof of it later on.
Must tell you also that Carl-Petter and Maria married in the church of Angelstad, a parish close to Ljungby. My former wife moved to that parish with her new husband and lived in Bolmstad Drängagård, translated to Farmer-hand-farm! Later they moved to the little house I showed you in the very beginning of this blog, written 3rd March, in Ängagård, Bolmstad.
Have a nice weekend! I will. Don't know what's up here in these heavenly places. Some people think we sit here all day long drinking coffee....
With love, Göran Danielsson.
At this cemetary at Berga Church my secretary found the marker of the resting place for my daughter Anna Charlotta and her husband Sven-Gustav Johansson. But that is to go to far ahead, let us first concentrate on their life together. They married as I told you earlier, in 1881. Here is a picture of the handsome man my daughter chose:
In 1887 Sven-Gustav is 30 years old and Anna Charlotta is 29. They have two sons and one daughter and will stay in Sweden some more years before emigrating to America.
Son #1 was born in 1882, 15th April, and is by now five years old. He is called Johan Gottfrid and was born at the Johan's farm in Ingelstad in the parish of Berga. This is what he looked like on a later family photo.
The second child was Hjalmar Gottfrid. He was born 30th November 1882. He was a boy of five at this stage. He lived his life on the middle farm at North Rataryd, married and had three kids. Photo of Hjalmar below.
The third boy of the siblings was born 6th April 1885. His name was Karl Wilhelm. In 1887 he was two, but did not live for long. He was only 13 when he died because of pneumonia after a flu. Therefore no photo.
The fourth child of the family was called David Hilding. He was born 21st November 1887 and was a tiny baby at this time. He later left for Canada. His photo below.
Next time about life in Ingelstad and my daughter Anna Charlotta. I have had difficulties remembering what we called her! My secretary first thought it was Anna but heard from Canadian relatives that her name was Lotta, short for Charlotta. But now again, we will have to change it back to Anna as it said so on the marker on the cemetary of Berga which my secretary and her husband discovered last Sunday.
Friendly greetings from my heaven,
Göran Danielsson.