Here I am with Brad and if memory serves me correctly we were in a museum either in Oslo or near there. That is a magnificent viking longboat behind us that was dug out of the sand, in pretty good condition considering how long it had been buried.
One of my favorite photos of Brad with his cousin Hanna.
Bev, Noel and Hanna lived in Norway for several years. I remember things like sitting up all night chatting with Bev on the day of our arrival, long after everyone had gone to bed. My brain was waiting for it to get dark but it was in the middle of the summer and we were in the land of the midnight sun. It never did get dark, not in the summer anyhow. It was almost six in the morning before either of us realized.
Another memory is being invited over to neighbor's and friends of theirs next door, and being treated to a wonderful evening in their home. They were so gracious. I remember the lady's name, Aud.
Meeting other friends, Hanna's young babysitters' who had become good friends, one of whom came over in her national dress, which was so beautiful. I have a photograph of it somewhere.
Other memories will surface sometime as I rediscover other photographs to share.
One note that may be of interest is that Gregg's father's family originated from Norway, from the Telemark area which is where my family was living at the time. I didn't find this out until we showed him our photographs.