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Worked in the yard yesterday, raking up the seed pods from the catalpas, put the cushions in the chairs and looked at the stack of wood I've got to get rid of.
My brother got sent home from hospital in Memphis.
Avoided dragging the bike up from the basement all day.

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Just got an invitation:
Anderson Family Reunion
-7th reunion of the descendants of FRANK, HENNING, GUST, LENA NYSTROM & ANNA PETERSON
-Sunday, July 7, 2002 VFW Hall Sheyenne, ND
-Worship service 11:00 a.m.
-Noon POTLUCK (coffee, kool-aid & utensils provided)
-Please bring an item for the silent auction
-PLEASE PASS THIS INVITATION ALONG TO ALL FAMILY MEMBERS!
Thank you,
Nancy L. Griffin (family of Henning)
Hmm, let's see, Frank Anderson was my great grandfather, my mother's mother's father. Scratch any Scandinavian and there's probably an Anderson in there somewhere. I have some vague early memory of the Anderson house in Sheyenne, but he died in 1946, which was before I was born. Frank was born in Vadstena, Ostergottland, Sweden April 26, 1861. He came across with his father, August Anderson, and mother, Maria Carlson Anderson in 1888. They lived in Belvedere, IL, and moved to Sheyenne in 1893. His parents are both buried in the Nystrom Cemetery, a small country cemetery, where an aunt on my father's side who died shortly after birth is buried, and my great grandmother on my father's mother side. We used to go and mow the tall prairie grass over the Sanderson and Carlson (different Carlson) graves around Memorial day.
These were the names that peppered our trips around the country near my childhood home as my father would name the owners of farms who fled during the Dust Bowl years, and the previous owners of successful (still then anyway) farms that went back into a litany of names from his father, and from the time before. Pierson, Nystrom, Neiman, Peterson. I was always confused who was related, and who was no relation at all.