As a child of twelve, Mary Dahling emigrated from Sweden to the United States all by herself. Her father had died and the family had saved only enough for one person to go. So she came alone and worked and saved. Five years later her mother and siblings joined her.
Her daughter Blanche wrote of her: "She was very skilled in the arts of quilting, knitting, crocheting, weaving rag carpets and rugs. Her quilts were beautiful in design and exquisite workmanship. Her crocheted and braided rugs were done in many lovely patterns. She was also skilled in making laundry soap. She enjoyed working in her vegetable and flower gardens, which she kept immaculate and free from weeds. Her windows were filled with beautiful house plants, geraniums, fuschias, pinks, and many others.
Her most enjoyable pastime was reading. What a familiar sight as she rocked gently to and fro in her old leather rocker, reading her favorite book--the Bible--her dear, sweet face furrowed by the cares and sorrows of the years, but shining with a peaceful radiance so lovely and serene."
She is my great grandmother. As a child, my mother worshiped her. She told me once about travelling to her funeral: "My father had a very dear, sweet relationship with his mother. In 1936 when she died, we went to Manti for the funeral. The only thing I remember of that day is how much I hurt when I looked over at my father and saw him sobbing."
Daughter of Thomas Niklas DAHLING & Brita Catharina OLSON.
Her daughter Blanche wrote of her: "She was very skilled in the arts of quilting, knitting, crocheting, weaving rag carpets and rugs. Her quilts were beautiful in design and exquisite workmanship. Her crocheted and braided rugs were done in many lovely patterns. She was also skilled in making laundry soap. She enjoyed working in her vegetable and flower gardens, which she kept immaculate and free from weeds. Her windows were filled with beautiful house plants, geraniums, fuschias, pinks, and many others.
Her most enjoyable pastime was reading. What a familiar sight as she rocked gently to and fro in her old leather rocker, reading her favorite book--the Bible--her dear, sweet face furrowed by the cares and sorrows of the years, but shining with a peaceful radiance so lovely and serene."
She is my great grandmother. As a child, my mother worshiped her. She told me once about travelling to her funeral: "My father had a very dear, sweet relationship with his mother. In 1936 when she died, we went to Manti for the funeral. The only thing I remember of that day is how much I hurt when I looked over at my father and saw him sobbing."
Daughter of Thomas Niklas DAHLING & Brita Catharina OLSON.
As a child of twelve, Mary Dahling emigrated from Sweden to the United States all by herself. Her father had died and the family had saved only enough for one person to go. So she came alone and worked and saved. Five years later her mother and siblings joined her.
Her daughter Blanche wrote of her: "She was very skilled in the arts of quilting, knitting, crocheting, weaving rag carpets and rugs. Her quilts were beautiful in design and exquisite workmanship. Her crocheted and braided rugs were done in many lovely patterns. She was also skilled in making laundry soap. She enjoyed working in her vegetable and flower gardens, which she kept immaculate and free from weeds. Her windows were filled with beautiful house plants, geraniums, fuschias, pinks, and many others.
Her most enjoyable pastime was reading. What a familiar sight as she rocked gently to and fro in her old leather rocker, reading her favorite book--the Bible--her dear, sweet face furrowed by the cares and sorrows of the years, but shining with a peaceful radiance so lovely and serene."
She is my great grandmother. As a child, my mother worshiped her. She told me once about travelling to her funeral: "My father had a very dear, sweet relationship with his mother. In 1936 when she died, we went to Manti for the funeral. The only thing I remember of that day is how much I hurt when I looked over at my father and saw him sobbing."
Daughter of Thomas Niklas DAHLING & Brita Catharina OLSON.
Her daughter Blanche wrote of her: "She was very skilled in the arts of quilting, knitting, crocheting, weaving rag carpets and rugs. Her quilts were beautiful in design and exquisite workmanship. Her crocheted and braided rugs were done in many lovely patterns. She was also skilled in making laundry soap. She enjoyed working in her vegetable and flower gardens, which she kept immaculate and free from weeds. Her windows were filled with beautiful house plants, geraniums, fuschias, pinks, and many others.
Her most enjoyable pastime was reading. What a familiar sight as she rocked gently to and fro in her old leather rocker, reading her favorite book--the Bible--her dear, sweet face furrowed by the cares and sorrows of the years, but shining with a peaceful radiance so lovely and serene."
She is my great grandmother. As a child, my mother worshiped her. She told me once about travelling to her funeral: "My father had a very dear, sweet relationship with his mother. In 1936 when she died, we went to Manti for the funeral. The only thing I remember of that day is how much I hurt when I looked over at my father and saw him sobbing."
Daughter of Thomas Niklas DAHLING & Brita Catharina OLSON.
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