There are many resources online that make it a lot easier to
find what you are looking for. However, if you don’t cite where you found them,
they will be lost forever. When others want to know more about certain details,
it is easier if you can show valid evidence of where you found your facts. You
will be more accurate with your continued research and have less conflicting
data.
When I was going through the Norwegian “bygdeboks” (farm
books) about 38 years ago, I spent a week going through every page, every day,
but it was a wealth of information for each region of Norway. For those of us
who have Norwegian ancestors, these books not only give us a flavor of the life
back then with listings of occupations included next to each name, but it also
showed lines going back, it seemed into oblivion, for each family. They were
all written in Norwegian, but I was so happy to have found these books that I
didn’t care.
I didn’t even know these books existed until I went to
Norway and had the privilege of sitting down with my dad’s 2nd
cousin, Arvid, which would make him my 2nd cousin 1x removed, and he
pulled a book out from one of his cabinets in the living room. He sat down next
to me and explained that our ancestors’ names, occupations, and other local
area history of the Aust-Agder and Holt regions, where our ancestors lived and
died, were in this farm book. He told me that I probably could get the same
book in local historical societies or university libraries in the United States.
In this book, there
were also pictures of area industries and large farms and estates. He showed me
a picture of a large estate of the Aall family who owned the Nes Verk iron works.
Then he motioned with his arm toward the window, pointing in the direction of
the road, and he said that the estate was not too far away, and that one of our
ancestors had worked there as a taxidermist. He tried to explain, in his broken
English, who that person was and he pointed to his name in the book. He was
Peder Hansen, who is my 2nd great grandfather on my dad’s side, and
I could just feel that I was close to really discovering who my ancestors were and
what they did in Norway. I remembered when my dad came off the plane, walking
down the steps from the airplane door, he looked over at me and said, “We’re
home!” and I can still see his smiling face in the afternoon sunshine as he went
inside the airport. I was lucky enough to be able to travel with my parents to
Norway on that July day in 1983.
I do remember that I had written each detail of our trip to
Norway because I knew that my memory would fade over time, and that it would
come in handy one day. In my many boxes of papers, books, and pictures, I just came
across a 6-year period of notes 40 years ago that I had written down, but had
forgotten about, detail by detail, of important events happening at the time. I
also found lists of notes for pictures that I had taken back then, over almost
the same period of time. We didn’t have Facebook to share pictures, or Flickr
or Picasa, to have immediate sharing of memories with others.
2 comments:
When I was in Norway a few years ago I learned about the 'bygdeboks' and when I returned home was able to find the farm book for the twon of Skjold on line. I typed the info into google translate and learned how the Skjold property came into my Norway family.....through a foster daughter who married my great, great grandfather in 1835. It was badly translated but I got the gist and it was a big find for my family story.
I'm glad that you were able to find this treasure in your family research. It's funny how things like that just sort of appear at the strangest time! Sometimes my biggest finds come through the back door!
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