My grandfather Gustaf was born on Midsummer Eve, 23 June 1904.
Back in those days, Midsummer Day, also known as St John's Day, was always celebrated on the 24th - and Midsummer Eve thus always on the 23rd. Since 1952, however, St John's Day/Midsummer Day is always celebrated on a Saturday, and Midsummer Eve on a Friday. So during my own whole life, Midsummer Eve has always been a Friday, but the date shifting from one year to another.
But for my dad, back in his childhood, Midsummer always coincided with his dad's birthday - and my grandparents liked to make use of that for annual extended family gatherings.
I've never had the impression that these parties involved any dancing and singing etc round a traditional Midsummer Pole (maypole), though. (I suspect my grandmother probably found those traditions "pagan", even if I can't actually recall anyone talking about that.)
I just recently "re-found" a series of six photos from family midsummer gatherings taking place between 1937-1948. (The years added on the back of them by my dad.) I remember using these for a display at my dad's funeral back in 2011, as his cousins, also included in these photos, were also among the guests attending.
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1937 |
In this photo, my dad, Bertil, born 1931, had not yet turned 6 years old. He's the one furthest to the right of the three standing. The two to the left of him must be his cousins Sten (also born 1931), and Bernt (1932). Their father was my grandmother Sally's brother Nils, who is standing furthest to the left, holding yet another boy, who must be the third one in that family: Olof. The next year, those three brothers would also be getting a little sister, but she's not in the picture yet. Behind my father stands an old woman with head-scarf and glasses - that's my great-grandmother, Selma. I also recognise my grandmother Sally, her sister Hildur, and Hildur's husband. The rest of the people I can't identify, but they're probably "in-laws" from Nils' wife's family.
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1939 |
In the photo from 1939, my dad (soon to turn 8) is the boy with glasses, to the left. The baby girl, on her mother's arm, must be cousin Marianne - born 1938. A bit unusual is that for once, the "birthday boy" himself, Gustaf, is also included: standing furthest to the right. (Makes me wonder who was behind the camera!)
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1940 |
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1941 |
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1942 |
A smaller gathering in 1942, it seems - but all the boys present. My dad still the only one with glasses. I'm not sure who is who among the others, or who the fifth one is - but probably "a cousin of the cousins", on their mum's side.
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1948 |
How lucky you are to have all these family photos! And to know who most or many of the folks in them are. :)
ReplyDeleteGail, I did meet quite a few of these people myself in my own childhood and youth. When visiting my grandmother in my childhood, we also often looked in her old photo albums together. I do wish she had made more notes in them about who, when and where, though!
DeleteI don't remember (if I saw them 99 SS's ago!) seeing these photos...so I enjoyed them a lot. So glad you knew so many of the people to name them. I just urged my daughter-in-law to name her relatives in a photo from her post on Ancestry. So many people just assume they are known to everyone!
ReplyDeleteBarbara, you did see that older post, and commented on it, too. Don't blame you for not remembering, though, as I did not even remember it myself!!! (LOL)
ReplyDeleteRecycling family photos is a Sepia Saturday tradition! It gives them a new perspective and another story to tell. The highest north I have ever been was in Scotland and it was on midsummer's day too. Until then I had never understood how different the seasons are in higher latitudes. The endless summer sun seemed fantastic. Some day I'd like to experience the midwinter solstice to get the contrast.
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