Lessons Learned: A blog about my life

September 1970 Mom called Bent and wanted him to come back from Canada to see their baby. Bent told her he wouldn’t come back until the spring. Mom got upset, she couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t want to come right away. But Bent was in no hurry and his mind seemed to be made up.…

Fall Camp, 1969 We set off for our week-long camp. As we arrived, I noticed a lot of little cabins. We were divided into small groups. There were three girls in my group, my friends, Mai-Britt, Solvang, and me. We had a male leader who stayed in our cabin with us. He was a super…

The Razorblade, August 1969 A few days after we got back from camp, Sander went outside to play with his friend. I was by myself. Mom had told us we were never to go into the medicine cabinet and touch the razor blades. Now that I was alone, I was curious to peek at them.…

The Race One day when we were on our way to the part-time home Sander went ahead of me. He said that we were having a race. I called and told him to wait up for me, but he just kept going. I didn’t want him to get upset with me so I did all…

Christmas, December 24, 1967 When we had eaten Christmas dinner and it was time for dessert, Mom brought out an ice cream cake she had bought at the store. The cake was pre-cut and in one of the slices, there was an almond.  It is Danish tradition on Christmas Eve that whoever gets the almond…

January 1967 At the daycare, they taught us to sing a song. “One Little, Two Little, Three Little Indians” in English. I thought it was so neat I could sing in this strange language. February 1967 Bent came to visit again. I was excited to have him here again. I couldn’t wait to sing my…

Mom’s Spring Vacation, 1966 Whenever Mom had any time off from work she would usually spend it without Sander and I. Mom had a week off for spring vacation. This vacation was the first and only time Mom took us with her, most likely because she couldn’t find anyone to watch us. We took the…

Time spent with Dad I loved being with Dad, he always had something fun planned for us to do while we were together. Dad took us to the park or the zoo and whatever else he thought we might enjoy. The weekends always seem to go by too fast. Friday, April 17, 1964-My Grandfather Karl…

Friday, July 7, 1961- My Birth Johny called the hospital to see if Mette had given birth. He was told he had a baby boy.  He brought flowers to give to Mette and told her congratulations on their new son. Mette asked him, “What son?” she was still in labor and had not given birth yet. It…

History of my Mormon heritage. Joachim, a brother to my great-great-grandfather Jens Larsen. Joachim was the first on my mom’s side of the family to become Mormon. Joachim Andersen had been converted when missionaries were sent from America to Denmark. After Joachim was converted, he moved to America. He got married and then was sent…