Sunday, November 14, 2010

Olivia, Texas



I took a quick peak outside this morning to take this picture.
Quick because it is 55 degrees and blustery.
It's not particularly a "monumental"picture by any means, however, what it represents is something very dear to me.
This piece of land is where my husband's father grew up.
He learned to fish in this bay and later even learned how to
make a cast net. My father-in-law did not speak English
until he went to school. His language was Swedish.
His father had come from Sweden to farm. His mother
was already a second generation American... her family
coming from Sweden as well.




This was the home of Mabel and Otto Peterson.
It was a Sears and Roebuck "prefab" house and was
located right on this bay.
This picture was taken in 1915.
Mabel and Otto are pictured holding their
first born child, Arvid, my husband's father.
The house was moved off of this property about
twenty years ago. A brick home was built in its place. It was still being lived in and had
survived numerous storms and hurricanes.



My husband and I attended the annual Peterson reunion
this past summer when we took these pictures
here on the Peterson homestead.
This site has been the location of many, many
family gatherings. No one lives in the home that is
here now, but it is used as a gathering place for family.
If I look hard enough out on the banks of the bay,
I can see two young boys, my late father-in-law and his
younger brother fishing. I can see my husband as a young
boy enjoying the same sport... and then my three sons
doing so as well. Many fish have been fried here and
oysters shucked. Cattle have been raised, eggs from the family's chickens gathered and jars of canned produce
put up. It's not particularly the sort of lifestyle I would want
to go back to, but I cherish the lifestyle that created the
wonderful people in the family I was blessed to be
married in to.

I will be linking to
Little Red House
for
Mosaic Monday


14 comments:

Theresa said...

I wouldn't want to go back either but I sure enjoy those memories! Beautiful landscape! Have a blessed Sunday dear Karen of Ladybug Creek! HUGS!

Deb said...

what nice memories..thank you for sharing...

Lori E said...

As I do research I cringe at how difficult their lives must have been.
It is why I hate camping. Why go do all those things that we do at home without the modern conveniences. They worked so hard to give us a better life so let's use it. Lol.
I wish I could see where my grandparents lived.

Celestial Charms said...

What lovely memories. I enjoyed reading about your husbands Swedish roots.
Maureen

Julie Harward said...

Loved that...my family is from there too! :D

Rita said...

How wonderful that you have those memories to look back onto. Thank you for sharing a part of your husbands history with us. I'm glad that you had a good time.

GrandmaK said...

Wonderful! I really enjoy the stories other have to tell about their family history! Such wonderful memories! Thank you! Cathy

Gardening in a Sandbox said...

I just love old farmhouses. I think they have many stories to tell. Great memories for you to cherish.

Snap said...

Lovely memories. Beautiful landscapes and sunsets over the water.

Erika B said...

Such lovely memories!

Erika B

Thoughtfully blended hearts said...

What a lovely heritage and wonderful memories...love the mosaic!!!

Pondside said...

Your children and grandchildren are so lucky to have such a heritage. Family land is a treasure, but the experiences of generation after generation are priceless.

A Vintage Chic said...

Wonderful history, Karen! You know I love stories like this!

How wonderful that you can gather there as a family...what a blessing!

Thanks for sharing your family with us, my friend...hope your day is just beautiful!

Julie

Kathy said...

I just love your posts.