Allan Borg needed to make a connection to his roots in Sunne
Kommande veckor på Sunnebloggen skrivs av amerikanen Allan Borg, vars släkt kommer från Sunne. Allan var nyligen i Värmland och upplevde älgjakten. Vi ser med spänning fram emot att få ta del av historien om hans värmländska rötter:
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For years my wife, Sonya, and our children Leif, Autumn and Larz made the four-hour journey to my grandparents’ farm 6 miles south of Willow Lake, South Dakota for Christmas Holiday.
We all slept upstairs in the small farmhouse where magically I would have the energy and gusto as my former schoolboy self. Each corner a familiar smell, each step a memory, I have always felt the most at home here.
The farm was always a hub of activity, even when the farming ended in 1994 it would burst at the seems during hunting seasons, fishing trips, the Father’s Day Clay Pigeon Shoot (Borg Family Reunion) and nameless days as gravity pulled all of us there for one reason or another.
Christmas 2013 our family visited my grandpa, Harry Borg. He was a widower, living on the farm he & his wife, LaVon (Meester) Borg purchased in 1965.
Harry and LaVon had 10 children: Eugene “Gene”, Julie, Cindy, Harry Michael “Mike”, Kendell, Tim, Betty, Mark, Scott and Jody. They had been farmers, milking 150 Holstein cows, raised 80 beef cattle each year and like most farms at that time a variety of other animals: pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, horses, Hungarian partridge, bobwhite quail, pheasants, barn cats and a blue heeler cattle dog.
I am the oldest grandkid and I love the farm. My grandpa Harry wanted me to look at his bountiful harvest of Christmas cards. I snuggled into a recliner in the living room that had been overheated by the gas stove, as grandpa liked it hot now and paged through the cards reminiscing and discussing family updates.
I noticed a card from Sweden, then another, I asked “Who are these from?” Grandpa Harry stated plainly “from our family in Sweden.” He was matter of fact and his answer sounded like I should already know the answer to my next question,
“You still have contact with our family in Sweden?”
“Well, ya.”
Right then I thought, I needed to make a connection to my roots before the connection was lost.
/Allan Borg
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Borg & his wife Mary enjoying |
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