Up here in my heavenly places we rejoice today! These happenings which I am going to tell you about do happen now and then but we never get used to it. We get all warm inside everytime it happens, as last year, when Helen brought her family to Hovdinge, and today, when we rejoice about our son Oscar's granddaughter Amy's three kids Ian, Valerie and Boyd.
Those examplary have crossed the ocean to get back to where it all started, in Hovdinge in Sweden. They have even brought some of their own kids to teach them to value the memories of us striving to feed our families in the stony soil of that place. That's the way we like it up here you see, to be valued and remembered. Who does not dream of that?! My only concern just now is about my secretary. She has been most excited all day. Now, having been praised for cooking and blogging, I am a bit worried about her soul soaring too high up from where she belongs. Well, they all look like they are having a party, don't they?
Tomorrow I'll see too it that they go to all cemetaries available in the area, churches in use when Oscar's kids where baptized and places of interest, like where my farm was situated. Some of them will still have that happy smile on their faces when we've finished with that tour. Those are called genealogists, hopelessly incurable, but needed for the good of mankind...
With a happy smile on my face, I remain your great grandfather Göran Danielsson, dead in 1870, still in business.
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