Sabotage, heavy water, and atom bomb are words one would normally not expect to encounter when merely trying to locate ancestral farms in Norway. Knowing only that the two farms were located in the area of Tinn i Telemark, my family and I set our cou
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"Where Fillmore County News Comes First"
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Wednesday, June 19th, 2013
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Above the Arctic Circle
Fri, Dec 5th, 2003
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
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"We have nine months of winter and three months of poor skiing conditions"
Back in 1976, when I accepted the invitation to visit the Tromsø family, I had no idea they lived among the indigenous Sami people (formerly called Lapps) above the Arctic Circle of Norway. Speaking in Norwegian, I had visited only briefly with my new acquaintances, during a train ride from Sandefjord to Drammen, near Oslo, in southern Norway. Impulsively, I had said yes to their invite, without even asking where Tromsø was.
Meeting me at the Drammen train station was my best friend, Marit Waaler, whom I had met earlier that spring on the steps of the University of Minnesota. Back at her parent’s strawberry and tomato farm at Egge i Lier, I told them about my chat on the train and my upcoming plans to go to Tromsø, wherever that was. Marit and her sister, Bjørg, showed me the map and laughed as they said, “Well then you’ll need a bigger backpack to get there”. It was only with Marit’s and Bjørg’s crash course on traveling alone in Norway and the Norwegian survival words taught to me by their father, Sigmund, that I reached Tromsø.
As the crow flies, it’s a distance of 1,089 miles from southern to northern Norway. Traveling by car, train, bus, ferry, and coastal steamer, I saw some of the most incredible scenery in the world on my way to Tromsø, the “Paris of the North.” I was in the “Land of the Midnight Sun,” as well as the “Northern Lights.” This was only a prelude of what lay ahead, when I ventured still farther north and then inland to Kautokeino, where during the winter months there are 2,500 Sami and 70,000 reindeer.
I was immersed in a unique culture based on the Sami’s close relationship with nature. Their lives had been shaped by the landscape of the Arctic Ocean, fjords, and tundra, a Sami word, where generations made their living from reindeer farming, fishing, hunting, and handicrafts. Located on the inland tundra of northern Norway, Kautokeino is the cultural capital of the Sami people and one of the most important reindeer districts.
Getting to Kautokeino
On August 9, 1976, with my new, bigger backpack, sleeping bag, and handful of maps, I set out on my scenic journey to the north, sightseeing along the way.
Crossing the Hallingskarvet Mountain, I traveled by train from Drammen to Voss (near Bergen). Riding the bus f .....
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Area communities ready for Syttende Mai
Mon, Nov 3rd, 2003
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
In Norway, the 17th of May is a little like America’s 4th of July. Known as Syttende Mai, this is the day Norway ratified its constitution in 1814.
Syttende Mai is celebrated locally amongst Norwegian-American communities, and s
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The Great Flu Epidemic of 1918
Mon, Mar 17th, 2003
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
I had a little bird, its name was Enza. I opened the window, and in-flu-enza.
(Children skipped rope to this rhyme during the flu epidemic.)
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The Little Red Jacket
Fri, Dec 13th, 2002
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
"At one time it was so bad that I thought the young would have to go naked. We had of course ration cards, but that was no help so long as there wasn't so much as a yard of material to find! So then came a call from the Creamery Station that new 'Ame
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Norway's national costume
Sun, Sep 29th, 2002
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Monday, May 13, 2002
The bunad, Norway's National Costume, will be worn by Norwegians and Norwegian-Americans this weekend to celebrate Syttende Mai (17th May). Just as America celebrates the 4th of July, Norway celebrates Constitutio .....
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The bunad, Norway's National Costume, will be worn by Norwegians and Norwegian-Americans this weekend to celebrate Syttende Mai (17th May). Just as America celebrates the 4th of July, Norway celebrates Constitutio .....
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Garness Church roots go back to farm in Norway
Mon, Dec 31st, 2001
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
Posted in Norwegian Ancestry
December 31, 2001
The familiar sounds I grew up with, the unloading of the horses, the snorting and pawing, and the cinching of the saddles were all heard that cold blustery day, January 14, 1996. However, someone very important to me .....
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The familiar sounds I grew up with, the unloading of the horses, the snorting and pawing, and the cinching of the saddles were all heard that cold blustery day, January 14, 1996. However, someone very important to me .....
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