In the evening we went to a farm in the Falkenberg area where the entire Andersson clan was gathered for our initial get together picnic.

I must remind you that the people at this reunion are related to me on my mother's side of the family. You can understand my confusion when one man came up to me and asked if I knew who he was. I struggled with a quick search of my mental data bank, but could not make an identification. He then confessed that he was Bengt Näsman from Sundsvall. I have corresponded with Bengt by E-mail, but this is the first time I had ever met him. His grandfather and my grandfather (that is my father's father) were first cousins. Bengt had made a trip across Sweden just to meet me. A most pleasant surprise.

In this picture you see (from left to right) Wendy, Diana, Bengt Näsman, me, Gunilla, and Ingvar Kärrdahl.