I was so excited to see the place I remember spending a couple summers (although it's been eleven years since I've been to Rudskoga last). What was maybe even more exciting was showing it to Brett, Don, and Sheri. Don's family emigrated from Sweden around the same time my grandma's home was built; it was intriguing to think about the different kinds of lives our relatives lived.
I also learned more from my grandma about my great-grandfather than I have ever known. My great-grandpa was a shoemaker as well as a local accountant. My grandma has kept all his tools and shoe molds exactly as he left them in a little shop adjacent to the house.
Again, the pictures say it better than the words, so here you are!
|My precious grandma|
|Two of my favorite people|
|The front of my grandma's childhood home|
|The Swedish flag flies high|
|My grandma's stroller|
|My great-grandpa's shoe molds|
|The lake beside the house|