My brother's In-Laws are two of the nicest people on the planet. I have grown to love them dearly, and I love it that when we see each other we sit down for a real gab fest every time. As I believe I have mentioned before, to my niece and nephews they are called by the Swedish Mormor and Morfar (literally Mother's mother and Mother's father), and nick-named the Morfs.
Here is their wedding picture, from 50 years ago.
Merwyn and Britt |
It's no accident that the cake was decorated in Swedish colors! |
Hans, Arne, Eric, Britt, Merwyn, Kirsti and Anna |
I'm sure glad my brother went to that Swedish club dance umpteen years ago and met a little blond girl named Kirsti. I can't imagine what my life would have been without the association of these terrific people. And I kinda sorta think my brother would have missed out on a lot of good stuff, too. Ya think?
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