How I found my Norwegian Relatives
|Hafslo, Norway By G.Lanting - Own work, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org|
February 2018 we were all watching the Winter Olympics. Norway was collecting lots of gold medals. My husband and I had recently moved back to Washington state and I was homebound and feeling sad that I had no Norwegian relatives.
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I had relatives, but who?
My grandma, Anna Otto Johnson, (1884-1972) and her family had moved from Norway when she was a young child. They settled in Minnesota near aunts and uncles who had arrived earlier in America. I knew that one aunt, Berte Ottesdatter Kjerringness, had married in Norway and stayed back in the old country. That contact had been lost years ago. Norway had a tradition of name changes when people moved to a new farm so how would I ever find a living person?
|Otto Family, 1895 Bird Island, Minnesota Photo courtesy Carol Larson|
Anna Otto is in front row
We had an old family tree that showed Aunt Berte’s married name and of course I went to Ancestry.com to get the answers. (That’s what all the Ancestry ads tell you to do.) But no luck…I wasn’t sure of the spelling or what happened to her name. Next step was to put her name in Google and see what happened. (I knew that I could go to the free Norwegian Archive site and carefully trace Berte’s history through the church records if all else failed.) But I got lucky. There was a Norwegian family tree on a genealogy site called Geni.com. The names and dates matched. I followed the family and found the tree owner.
Tor, Aamund and I exchange Facebook posts from time to time and some day I hoped we would go to Norway so we could meet. It was now November 2019. Tor posted on Facebook that his son would soon be arriving in Seattle to go to meetings at Microsoft. What??? I sent Aamund a message and he was just landing at Seatac. I told him to wait at baggage claim and we would pick him up to take him to his hotel. We drove quickly to the airport and there he was with his colleague, Kjell. We drove them to the hotel, they checked in and we had them for the afternoon.
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A meal with new-found relative
A perfect afternoon to go to Ivar’s Salmon House for a late lunch and the atmosphere of Northwest Coast Indian history. We had the best time talking and learning about each other. We then drove them through the U W Campus and some NE Seattle neighborhoods. What a day. They were exhausted so we got them back to their hotel with lots of promises that we will go to Norway and they will be our Hafslo tour guides. And now I can say I have real living Norwegian relatives.
|Anna Otto Johnson with her beautiful dahlias |
On the East Hill of Kent ca 1962
PS. My grandma was Anna Otto Johnson. She was born in Hafslo in 1884. She came to America with her family in 1890 and they settled in Bird Island, Minnesota. She graduated from Bird Island H. S. in 1905 and went on to college at Normal in Moorhead, MN. where she earned a teaching degree. She married Gust Johnson (born in Sweden) in Portland in 1916. She moved to his farm on the East Hill of Kent.
|Anna and Gust Johnson August 1965|
Anna and Gust had two children, Alice Marie Johnson Whitley and Karl Gust Johnson (wife Ardis). Anna was a member of Zion Lutheran Church in Kent and was a member of the Ladies Aid and the East Hill Grange for many years. Anna moved to Wesley Gardens in the late 60’s. She died in 1972 and is buried at Soos Creek Cemetery.