Are You My (Norwegian) Cousin? (Hansen)

  As I write this family history, I digitize and archive as I go.  All the while uncovering new finds to  ponder over and then figure out how they fit into this wonderful puzzle.    I found a large manila folder marked  "Norwegian Family".  Under that was marked "Hans Gunderson" and "Emma".  Under that was marked "Knud Nilsen"; all in my Auntie Claire's writing.  This was a mix of old pictures, pictures from the 30's, pictures from my Grandfather Harold Hansen's 1930 trip to Norway, and a few pictures from the 1950's.  I am posting the majority of the pictures with some interpretation, but I will have to save more research for a later date.  Enjoy! 

These two pictures appear to have been taken at the same photography studio, at the same time in Kristiana, Norway (spelled Kristiana on the back).   This second picture has some writing in Norwegian which I believe says that the picture is being sent to California from Marie.  Marie was John Hartwig Hansen's cousin, born in 1889.  I believe the top picture is of  Marie's younger sister Emma, born in 1894.  They were daughters of John's sister Hulda, who married Harold Klemmetsen.  I am guessing that Emma might be around 13 years old, and Marie may be around 18 years old, making the date of these pictures around 1907.  It is just a guess.  

  I have posted this picture of my Great Grandfather John Hartwig Hansen before, but it appears to have been taken at the same studio.   It is fun to compare with the above pictures.   This picture has always been hard to judge as far as when it was taken. The collar looks more turn of the century, but he would have been in his mid 30's by then, and in California.   Was it taken when he was a young man in his twenties?  That would date the picture to around 1885.  I am sure his clothing gives lots of clues, but maybe someone else can take on that project. Or I can put it on my to-do list. 

   Then we come to this picture, which was taken at the very same studio. The exception is that on the back, Kristiana is spelled Christiana, making me think it was taken at a later date. I do not know who this could be.  More research is needed on this one.  That tie may be a big clue. Is it Knud Nilsen who wrote the letters to the family in 1945? Is it a younger brother of Marie and Emma? It might be the youngest brother  Rolph (Ralph) born in 1898.  He looks like a younger version of the young man on the left in the picture below.   A mystery for sure. 

  This next picture is from my Grandfather Harold's trip to Norway in 1930.  I know that the older gentleman on the right is Harold Klemmetsen with his wife, Hulda.  I believe that the younger woman on the left is their daughter Emma. I am not sure of the identify of the gentleman on the left  with any certainty. I have not yet been able to find any census records listing Emma's  husband or her children. He may be her husband, or a brother.  I am leaning towards brother.  But, we can use this picture as a reference to identifying other people in other pictures. 

  This picture has writing on the back....I recognize the words Ski (where Grandpa visited the farm), Emma, and the date September 26, 1931.  The older couple is Harold and Hulda. I do not know the identity of the young man. 

Harold Hansen with Hulda (left) and Emma (right) 1930.

Harold Hansen with ? 1930. 

Hulda Klemmetsen 1930.  

The farm in Ski

 

Unidentified 

Unidentified. Probably a later date from the pictures above. 

This is signed   "Sincerely Emma" 1933

Unidentified.  1930's? 

This one is from 1958

"Girl Scouts  1958"  Unknown cousin. 

Earlier photograph than the two above.  Maybe the mother in the upper photo? 

  

  

  I will leave this post with one more picture.  John Hartwig Hansen is in the middle holding some seaweed.  Who is he with? He is obviously a very young man.  What year was this?  I have so many more questions about his family and early life in Norway.  What was the close connection to his sister Hulda and her family?  I don't know when his parents Hans and Anna died, but perhaps his sister helped to raise him, as he was the baby of the family.  Hulda's husband Harold certainly had a big influence on him, with his connection to the sea. He would later use that connection to help my Grandfather with his trip to Norway in 1930. 

And who was Knud Nilsen? It is still a mystery not yet solved. 

"The Long, Terrific War" Letters from Norway (Hansen)

  I found two letters that my Auntie Claire had filed under John Hansen.  The first was written by Knut Nilsen and began "Dear Uncle".   It was addressed to John Hansen and was written November 10th, 1945.  John Hansen had passed away earlier in the year on April 10th. The news had not yet reached Norway, most likely due to  German occupation.   The second letter was written by Knut  and began "Dear Jack".  It was written to my Uncle Jack April 20, 1946 expressing  sympathy at hearing the news of his father John's death. Both letters give us a unique perspective of the German occupation of Norway during WWII and the impact it had on our Norwegian relatives.  I am still working on researching the relationship between John Hansen and Knut Nilsen, but it appears that the relationship was a close one.  The inability to communicate with family during this time is really felt in Knut's first letter.  

German occupation of Norway began April 9, 1940 and ended May 8, 1945. 

Here is the first letter, type written in English. 

Knut Nilsen

Havalds Vei 1. 

Bekkelagshogda

Oslo--Norway                                                          November 10th, 1945

Dear Uncle, 

  How are you and your family, uncle? We, my father, my brothers and I have very often been thinking of you and yours, but during the war we were not able to send you letters.  The Germans refused it of course, one of the many results of the hard occupation.  But now we are through it, and many drops have run into the ocean since last I heard from you.  And, of course, we wonder how you and your family came through the long, terrific war.  We have been thinking of your sons, whom I had the pleasure to meet, especially Haine and Jack. Have they served in the army or the navy and have you got them safe home again? 

  My mother, and my youngest brother Per died during the war.   Per went to the officer's school 1939-40, and during the winter maneuvres he got hard ill and was brought to Akers Sykehus, where he was when the Germans broke in. He was thrown out by them and was at home until he was brought in again.  He said himself that he was all right, and only wanted to live at a sanatory at Lillehammer for reconvalesence. But there he had to take an operation, and few days after the doctors could not do anything more for him.  He died on July 21, 1942, 23 years old. 

  Mother had then been ill since I came from sea in 1938.  She was very ill then, and when Per died, she fortunately could not perceive it.  She died three months after.  She had been ill for many years, so we considered it to be the best for her to be saved for (from?) more pains.

  Father and I live alone now, we have a clever maid, which is a good help.  My brothers Harald and Birger are both married and have children at an age of 4 years to 11.  Birger has the illness Sclerosis Multiplex (Multiple Sclerosis) in his arms and legs, and by means of a stick he moves to the tram every day and is doing his office work.  For the rest of the day he sits in a chair in his home.

  My father is still going strong, and so am I.  The Germans were often after me, but I kept clear of them, and the seventh of May was a big day when we could wear  our weapons openly and did not need to train secretly any longer.

  Now it is all over, and we appreciate it.  These years were long and dark, and we did not know who was next to be taken to the Nazi prison and tortured to death.  Our work in the underground was dangerous , but we had to do it, and we did something.

  Now our country is visited by the allied troops, and we like them very much.  Many Americans have been here and I often thought that perhaps I should meet Haine (Harold) or Jack.  I have made acquaintances among them, and they have come to my house as well as to my brothers'. 

  These are few words, uncle, and I shall remember to you and your family from my father and my brothers. 

  With many regards to you, your wife and your sons. 

(two lines of Norwegian written by hand  that are hard to decipher.....)

                                                                    Knut. 

The second letter is hand written on extra thin see-through paper and is very fragile. It has been taped multiple times in the past to preserve it intact.  It begins...

Dear Jack. 

  I am sorry to learn that your father is dead, he was a fine man and surely he was a good father to his sons and a good husband to your mother.  You all must miss him, and please be kind to tell your family that I felt with all of you, when I got the sorrowful message.

  It is deplorable (?) you did not come to Norway during your stay in Europe, we would (have) appreciated it so much, and to you it had been an adventure to come to your fathers country in the marvellous (sp.)  days when the "peace broke out". And now one year has gone since then. The conditions are quite good in Norway at present, taken in consideration that the Germans robbed us and especially in the northern part burned houses when they escaped from there.  There thousands of families live apart and have bad enough roof over their heads till their homes are rebuild, but change (?) to others, they won't move from there. 

  People do not starv (sp) in Norway, and we are glad we are able to export food, fish, to other countries.  Clothes are getting better, but how to get a shirt is the very problem.  

  I must say, that you and your brothers have been been talked about and I am glad to know that you all came through it well, and hope your feet and legs are better.  Here in Oslo we could see how the English and Americans where (sp) marching where we guard and it does not suprise me that a man get bad legs by that excersis (sp).  Perhaps I told you of my brother, he is lamb (paralized I think you call it) in one leg and one arm, it started in 1940 and the doctors give him no hope.  That is bad too, he stands on my right hand in the (?) picture.  He is married and have a four years old daughter and expects another daughter or son in May, fortunately he is able to go to the tram by his one good leg and two sticks, so he is doing his office work, but the rest of the days he sits in a chair and never gets anywhere.  So I am trying to buy a motor car so I could take him and his family out on Sundays, but here is none car to get, they are all reserved for military or the police or other institutions.  Evidently it takes some years till the new cars come from your country and the prices will be about 3,000 dollars what we figure here.  It is strange to remember how people in U.S.A. in 1939 could buy little used cars for a cost of a couple hundred dollars.  And now the prizes (sp) are rised perhaps in U.S.A too? 

  I shall remember you and your mother and brothers from my folks and my two brothers and their children and of course from myself.  

  Your cousin Knut.

All three Hansen boys fought in WWII as members of "The Greatest Generation".  In his 1998 book of the same title,  Tom Brokaw describes this generation  who came of age during the Great Depression and went on to fight in WWII.  They fought not for fame or recognition, but because it was the "right thing to do".  They were fighting for not only their country and families, but for  their extended family in far off Norway.  Per made the ultimate sacrifice at the age of 23.   Jack, Bob and Harold all came home.  

Next post...WWII pictures.......