Karl Olov Englund was a large man with a full beard who worked in an iron factory during the week and was a Lutheran priest on the weekend. Olov was married to a lady named Emma Augusta and they had ten children, five of these children emigrated to the USA - one of which, Helga,… Continue reading From our ancestors come our names…
My grandpa has but months to live - they finally gave an actual prognosis to him yesterday. I'm skeptical that he'll take that long (4-6 months) though I did tell my mother last week my opinion was that if he decided he had the fortitude and will to live I could see him making it… Continue reading My own house
Radio silence ended it seems... at least for a moment. Emma is back bitches! Woo! Haha. I don't have any particular topic to write on or story to tell at the moment, but since it's been 10 days since I last wrote here I figured I was due to write an update. On Monday I… Continue reading Recording for Posterity
My Grandpa is not doing well, as Finding Reverie's post the other day indicated. My Grandma had an accident at the hospital today as well... And while she was cleared of any major injury (though she is apparently looking pretty beat up), all these events plus my having started to work with Geriatrics have started… Continue reading Where on Earth has all the time gone?