Annie and Uncle Olaf got off the train In Grand Forks, North Dakota and they waited on the platform quite a while. But Annie didn’t mind a bit! She felt like she was home. She took a deep breath and looked around her. She saw many people walking back and forth and she wanted to run up and hug them. Soon a car drove up to where other cars were parked. Uncle Olaf said “Let’s go. Here she is.” and they ran together to the car.
Annie had never had a ride in a car but she had seen many of them in Chicago. A lady was driving it. She couldn’t believe she would be riding in a car with a lady driving it! Uncle Olaf introduced her to his sister, Hilda Carlson. He was going to help her with farm work. Hilda’s husband had died recently. Would I stay there too? Annie thought. But she didn’t have to worry when Mrs. Carlson said, ” You will like it here, Annie.”
She did too. Mrs. Carlson had a daughter, Katrina, just her age and they were together all the time. The two of them went to socials and dances where people were always talking Norwegian and learning English. Annie was beginning to learn English too. It was at one of these dances that she met Arne Lofthus. After a while, they were married and went to live at his farm. His parents had died several years ago.
Annie became pregnant a short time after the marriage. Arne was out one night when a blizzard happened. Annie was scared. She waited for a long time. The next afternoon, a man came to her door and told her Arne was found. He had crawled under a bridge to escape the blizzard and had died. Annie didn’t know what to do, but the Carlsons took her in.
After her baby girl, Berdina was born, a man came to Carlson’s home to tell them about Jesus. He said he was preaching at homes all around this part of North Dakota. His name was Halvor Walland. The name sounded familiar to Annie. She had heard the story many times about when she was a baby, a man named Harvor Walland, who was visiting the Norderland home. Looked at the baby and said, “When she grows up, I will marry her.”
He liked Annie and came several times to see her, and one day he asked her to marry him. She then told him the story that happened in Norway and now was coming true in America! They felt it was a miracle from God. Halvor was never trained to preach but was a grain elevator owner in Macana. They made their home there and raised six children, one, Cora, was my mother.
Halvor was ill, everyone knew it, but no one was prepared when the doctor said he had tuberculosis. He would have to leave right away to a Sanitarium in the southwest. The family didn’t know when he would return home. He died there some months later. Annie’s eyes were getting worse and the doctor said she would become blind very suddenly. So they had to do something.
They talked to the other children and the decision was made. They would sell the house and the grain elevator and the three of them would move to Grand Forks. It would be much easier for Oscar and Clara to find work and Babe would stay home with Annie for a while. It worked out just the way they hoped.
One day when Dad, Mom, and I were visiting at Grandma’s, she was throwing a rubber ball at me. I was supposed to bring the ball back. I don’t know whether I did or not, but that was the minute she lost her sight. Being blind didn’t make any difference to Grandma though. She still washed the dishes, knew what time to turn on the radio to her favorite soap opera, Ma Perkins and the Grand Forks chiefs baseball games. She always moved her feet back and forth and did they ever move when something good was happening!
She knit too. In fact she knit a muffler for every young man entering the armed forces. I shouldn’t say every young man but she did make one for every man she heard about. People all over the city sent her yarn. She was honored as the Mother Of The Year for her knitting. The army band of North Dakota put on a concert for her in her own back yard!
Yes, I do remember Grandma but especially for her prayers, not only for me but everybody she knew or heard about. I felt her prayers all the time especially when I was going through bad times. I believe she is still praying from her heavenly home. I remember Grandma, now you can remember her too.
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I am going back farther than my 93 years for this story. This time I”ll introduce you to my Grandma Walland. She died 59 years ago. I recall that because I had a baby son and couldn’t go to her funeral 500 miles away. I loved her so much, but it didn’t matter that I couldn’t go because I had so many stories about her stored in my head.