My Dad's parents came from Sweden and like all good Swedes, changed their name to Carlson. They had 4 children with my Dad being the youngest. When Dad was two, his mother died.


Mary and Aaron were cousins, who had remained childless after several years of marriage. They were more than happy to be blessed with a son and a daughter.


What amazes me is that the sisters and brother never lost touch. One of the older girls parents didn't want her to have contact with her sister but since they lived in the same area they remained close. My brother and I were fortunate to know and spend time with our Aunts after our father passed away when we were 4 and 6. Our Aunts could have told us a lot about our heritage but we saw them the most when we were young and didn't care. The 2 Aunts that lived the longest both had Alzheimer's by the time we cared to ask questions.

I didn't know any of my Grandparents on my Fathers side but do know that his Mother lived in the same home as my Mom and Dad until she died. i also remember visit a couple Great Aunts that lived in our area but I'm really not sure how we were related. One Aunt was supposed to be able to tell the future to some extent. She always said she knew we were coming. She was a tiny woman that wore long skirts and work boots. She lived on a farm with her son
Luckily, we had great Grandparents on my Mom's side of the family. All the sisters are gone now but I do keep in touch with some cousins. I got most of these pictures from my Aunt's family after she passed away and I treasure them.
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