Leaving Kånna in 1887

Dear sweet reader,

This is a big day. My secretary has told me I have readers! Probably the most stupid announcement you have heard all day, but for me it was good news. I simply wanted to tell my story and as my secretary was even more eager we started this cooperation, not sure we wanted anyone to know about it!


Now she wants to say hello to readers in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan because they kindly informed her that they enjoyed reading! I have told her this is no forum for "saying-hello-to" but she does not agree. She likes it and will continue. And what I am to do, up here, depending on her internet connection? OK, everybody wanting to be mentioned by name, let us hear from you. We will also publish photos but later when it is your turn - and only if you agree, ok?

My secretary is enjoying herself. That is a good thing. Today she went to a relative on her mother's side taking a photograph of a genealogy tree she made 20 years ago and gave as a gift and had complete forgotten about. She is a bit bossy, but she insists on showing you. It is not even this family! I have told her this is about you, my kids and my grandkids originating from Hovdinge!

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.