((((KJELL)))) Thank you for your warm greetings. It is very nice to meet you.
Every Sunday my grandfather (I loved him very much) would sit at the dining room table to write to his mother in Sweden. He had Swedish names of endearment that he called my sister and me, but I can't spell them. My grandmother would make Ludfisk (along with many other traditional dishes) on the holidays and my grandfather made the most delicious Swedish pancakes every Saturday morning for our breakfast.
Although I was raised in a Swedish household, my lifelong desire was to go back to my birthplace in Panama and meet my father. I did, several years ago, and was so happy to meet my family there. I would also like to meet my family in Sweden, but my grandfather's name was J. Iver Johnson and I think it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. They left me no records and all my family, except my sister, is dead now. Kjell, for all I know, we could be related!
Greetings from San Diego!
Love,
Wind