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| Thursday, October 12, 2006 |
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Half home at last 
| | I'm half Swedish. Mom was whole, though she was born in North Dakota. Her older sister and brother spoke more Swedish than she did, though she spoke some. Her father was an Oman (Ohman was another spelling). Her mother a Sponberg. Both family lines emigrated through Malmö or Göteborg in the 1870s, to homestead on the prairie. Mom was born in 1913. One or both sides came from Dalsland, I think. |
| | Mom, her sibs and various cousins have found their ways back to the homeland from time to time; but I've never been there. |
| | I'm in Malmö to see what Polar Rose is up to. (Very interesging stuff.) Took the train over from Copenhagen. (Fast, smooth, quiet, nice.) Heading back in a few minutes too. But I couldn't resist shooting a few pix in addition to the one above. You'll find them here. |
| | Tomorrow morning I fly to Virginia. Then home on Monday. |
Doctor, ground thyself
| | Britt Blaser in Successful guys make bad pilots: At 7:36, the intrepid James Sheets, an Air Force buddy wrote, "An inexperienced pilot with a brand new airplane, too much money and too little sense, hot dogging for a friend in a tall building, flying too low, over-controls the plane and stalls. Happens all the time, mostly to doctors and dentists." |
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