As some of you know, I’ve been a sailor most of my life. I learned to sail in Newport Beach … Continue reading My uncle’s ship was sunk by a U-boat
For the past quarter century or so (I’m not sure of the year the tradition started), our Mjanger cousins and … Continue reading Mjangerdagen, a grand summer tradition!
My great-aunt, Olufina Duesund Andvik (“Fina”), was 109 years and eight months old when she died in Seattle, Washington in … Continue reading Tante Fina lived to be 109 years old!
Have you heard of “The Shetland Bus”? I recently read a book with that title by a British author named … Continue reading The Shetland Bus
I have become the family historian for both my nuclear and my extended family. In my father’s generation, the family … Continue reading Climbing the family tree
My great-grandfather, Berge Rognaldsen Duesund, was originally named Berge Rognaldsen Mjanger. In Norway, it was customary to name children after … Continue reading We’re all Mjangers!
My dad, Robert William Bergeson, and his two brothers, Harold Parke Bergeson and Norman Bernhard Bergeson, were born in Chicago … Continue reading Our Uncle Hal
. . . and don’t forget to list the contents on the outside. Continue reading Don’t forget to look in every box!
A quarter of my ancestors’ families first arrived in North America in the early to mid-18th century. My paternal grandmother … Continue reading The transatlantic crossings of our immigrant families
In which my grandfather leaves home for America Continue reading All the way from Norway