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Here, gathered in our beloved South Dakota, are a few members of our Williamson / Mattson Clan. Charles and Luella are to be blamed (be kind, they didn't know what they were doing). We're generally a happy bunch and somewhat intelligent (notwithstanding our tenuous grasp on reality). I'm also proud to say that most of us still have our teeth.
Showing posts with label Family Culture. Our European Roots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family Culture. Our European Roots. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Christmas in our Homelands.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Christmas is only a few days away. What better way to get into the festive mood then with song.
Please enjoy these Christmas carols and anthems from our homelands. Of these, my favorite would by my English selection.

Victor

Sweden's Lucia Celebration



The Wexford Carol. Ireland



O Magnum Mysterium. England



Jauchzet Frohlocket. Germany



Il est ne le divin enfant. France


Gesu Bambino. Italy




Nu Zijt Wellekome. The Netherlands

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Christmas From Our European Homelands. Dec. 4

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Throughout the month of December "An American Dynasty" will present great Christmas music from our European homelands. Today, in honor of our German ancestors, we enjoy Jauchzet Frohlocket by Johann Sebastian Bach from his Christmas Oratorio sung from by Tomanerchor of St. Thomas Lutheran Church, Leipzig, Germany.



Tomanerchor finishes this German post with Maria Durch Ein Dornwald Ging.



Happy Christmas

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Family Culture. Music of the Tudors

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Tonight from the Fortress I share a piece of music well know to our ancestors who lived in England during the reign of the Tudors (Henry VIII, Edward, Mary and finally Elizabeth I). This piece of music was heard and loved by our ancestors, many of whom lived and worked in the Tudor Court as we've learned from previous posts.

Today, music plays an important part of in our lives. How many of us have hundreds, if not thousands, of soundtracks on our iPods and other electronic devices? We can't imagine living without this music written to excite and calm, written to carry us away to some other place far from the here and now.

Music was just as important, if not more so, to our ancestors. Imagine their delight in learning that traveling minstrels would be visiting their village performing songs they knew so well and introducing them to the latest compositions. Visualize them crowded around a stage, anxiously waiting to hear the popular music of their time, such as A Robyn, Gentyl Robyn by William Cornysh.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

He Who Would Valient Be; To Be a Pilgrim.


From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Utah Valley woke to the sound of hail on the rooftops this morning. Hail is a common experience for many, but not so for those of us who live in this green valley weather has forgotten. Our days are spent with abundant sunshine and the occasional wind, rain and snow. Each element shows us their best side, saving the power of their punch for communities on the other side of the mountain ranges running along America's spine.

I watched the pea sized hail pop up and down on the deck like popcorn in hot oil. Only moments after it started, the hail grew bored with us and continued up and over the Wasatch Range, having reminded us that there really was such a thing as hard rain.

Today we pause a moment to enjoy a hymn well known to our Pilgrim and Puritan ancestors. It is another post honoring the faith of those who came before us.

With the music, enjoy scenes from our British ancestral homeland.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

And A Happy St. Patrick's Day to All

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello all on the greenest day of the year. Today we celebrate our Irish ancestors. There are the McCrillis', the Kenney, and a laundry list of others - some found and listed on our family tree and others still slumbering in Ireland's graveyards waiting to be remembered once again by their descendants.

Start your Irish day right by listening to Ireland's Call by Celtic Thunder.

Simply,
Victor


Sunday, December 26, 2010

Come by the Hills to the Land which is Fancy and Free. Family Culture. Celtic

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Today a moment to enjoy a Celtic song about the old country. This is another post to the family history blog which celebrates the culture of the land our ancestors left behind.

I like to think that a bit of that old culture still exists deep within each of us as a shared memory.

Simply,
Victor


Saturday, December 11, 2010

A Swedish Christmas. Family Culture

The holidays are a time for relaxation and reflection, to crawl into your winter lair, light candles and enjoy cooking all the food you have hoarded to survive the winter. For Swedes, December marks the beginning of endless invitations to Advent gatherings with friends and family. It all starts the first weekend in December with "Advent Sunday" and entails drinking lots of' glögg' and eating saffron cake or saffron buns. I simply love the Christmas feelings these get-togethers give me.

It is not only that I am crazy about saffron buns, but I love the coziness of the lit candles everywhere and the fire place sparkling which contrasts perfectly to the dark winter cold. There is a wonderful, almost childish, anticipation in the air, that there is more to come. The culmination for us Swedes is of course on Christmas Eve, which is the day Santa actually comes to visit.

Swedish Saffron Buns

  • 2 1/8 cups milk
  • 1/2 cup butter
  • 3 (0.6 ounce) cakes compressed fresh yeast
  • 8 ounces quark or sour cream
  • 2 (.5 gram) packets powdered saffron
  • 2/3 cup sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 7 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 cup raisins (optional)
  • 1 eggs, beaten

Directions

  1. Heat the milk and butter in a small saucepan until the butter has melted and the temperature has reached 100 degrees F (38 degrees C). Crumble the yeast into a bowl, then pour in the warm milk. Stir well until the yeast dissolves.
  2. Stir in the quark, saffron, sugar, salt, and 7 cups of the flour. Mix the dough in the bowl until it becomes shiny and silky, adding more flour as needed until it begins to come away from the sides of the bowl. Cover, and let rise for 40 minutes.
  3. Prepare 2 or 3 baking sheets by covering each with a sheet of parchment paper. Lightly flour a work surface, punch down the dough, then divide into 35 pieces. Roll each piece into a rope, 5 to 6 inches long. With the rope lying flat on the work surface, roll each end towards the center, in opposite directions, creating a curled S-shape. Place the buns on the prepared baking sheets, and garnish with raisins if desired. Cover with a towel, and allow to rise for an additional 30 minutes while you preheat oven to 425 degrees F (220 degrees C).
  4. Gently brush each bun with beaten egg, then bake in the oven until puffed and golden, 5 to 10 minutes.
Sweden is a great choir country, so there are Christmas concerts in every other church from the beginning of December until mid January. Beautiful Christmas carols are most important for me in conveying the true Christmas feeling. They express so much of the yearning for peacefulness - a time to pause and reflect on a spiritual level, far away from daily worries.

On December 13 we celebrate the Saint Lucia. Even though Sweden is a Protestant - and secular r- country, celebrating Saint Lucia is a dear tradition to us. In every work place and in every school and day care center there are Lucia processions, consisting of children and sometimes grown-ups, singing Christmas carols dressed up as Lucias, attendants, elfs and gingerbread men. Usually there is only one Lucia, with candle lit crown adorning her head, although in processions with very young children you often see several Lucias, as they all wish to play the Lucia part! After the procession there is Lucia coffee served with saffron cake and ginger biscuits.

The weeks following Lucia everything slows down. It is all a long waiting period for the holidays and filled with anticipation, especially among children. My oldest son Hannes was born on Christmas Eve, so the waiting is almost unbearable to him, with all presents during the year gathered to one occasion! We have decided to celebrate his birthday the day before Christmas Eve so that he gets his own very special day. That is also the day when we carry the Christmas tree into the house, and decorate it with ornaments such as glitter, straw figures, and Swedish flags.

Christmas Eve is the big day in Scandinavia, equivalent to Christmas Day in the US. This is the day when all children get their presents, the holidays start and most important of all - you can start to dig into the traditional Scandinavian Christmas food! At lunch time you eat a big Christmas buffet, filled with sausages, meat balls, potatoes, all sorts of herring, pies, and more exotic food like 'Jansson's temptation' and herring sallad.

It is almost magic with all the dishes to choose from - no wonder the expression smorgasbord originates from the Swedish Christmas buffet. While it is hard to believe on Christmas Eve, you do get tired of it in the long run, since the Christmas food leftovers lasts for at least two weeks!

In the afternoon we sing Christmas carols and we dance. Then the highlight of the day follows when Santa arrives with presents to all. Shortly thereafter rice pudding is served. An almond is put in the pudding and the person who gets the almond is the one who is getting married (or remarried!) the following year. I do not know how to interpret the fact that I always get the almond, since I have been married to the same man for almost seven years!

Christmas Day marks the beginning of a long resting period. This does not mean that the celebrations are over. Most people have another week or two off from work, since they only have to take a few days of vacation between Christmas and New Years and the Christmas tree is not to be thrown out until the weekend three weeks after Christmas. Then "you dance Christmas out" at a so called"Christmas tree plundering," where you strip the tree of all the decorations, throw it out of your home, and have your last Christmas meal.

And then you just wait another three months for the light to return...




By Emilie Eliasson Hovmöller

Sunday, December 5, 2010

To Honor Our German Lutheran Ancestors

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Today, one of the finest examples of classic music for orchestra and choir telling the story of Christ. It comes from Bach's St. Matthew Passion. The piece is sung in Bach's native German and enjoyed by millions around the world.

A fine example of our German Lutheran heritage written by the greatest Lutheran composer of all time.

Simply,
Victor

Friday, November 26, 2010

Family Culture. 15th Century German Christmas Folksong

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Black Friday. The Christmas Season has begun.
Our family's history stretches across this country to the Atlantic, and from the Atlantic to many of Europe's countries.

Both of my parent's lines are rich in German blood. I'd like to start this Holiday season with a family history blog post celebrating Christmas by sharing an old 15th century German folk song fitting for this holiday season. This would have been a song our ancestors were familiar with and sang. It is sung in its native German with the English
translation provided below.

Happy Friday,
Victor



Blest Mary Wanders Through the Thorn

Blest Mary wanders through the thorn,
Kyrie eleison!
Blest Mary wanders through the thorn,
That seven long years no bloom hath borne.
Jesu et Maria!

What clasps she to her breast so close?
Kyrie eleison!
An innocent child doth there repose,
Which to her breast she claspeth close.
Jesu et Maria!

Fair roses bloom on every tree,
Kyrie eleison!
As through the thorn-wood passeth she
Fair roses bloom on every tree.
Jesu et Maria!

What shall this Infant cal-led be?
Kyrie eleison!
The Christ, he shall be called truly,
Which Name he hath borne from eternity.
Jesu et Maria!

This holy Name, who shall proclaim?
Kyrie eleison!
Saint John Baptist shall do the same,
This holy Name he shall proclaim.
Jesu et Maria!

What christening-gifts to him are giv'n?
Kyrie eleison!
All things that be, the earth, the heav'n,
As christening-gifts to him are giv'n.
Jesu et Maria!

Who hath the world from sin set free?
Kyrie eleison!
This Child alone, and only he,
He hath the world from sin set free.
Jesu et Maria!

This has many of the characteristics of a fifteenth-century German folk carol. The flowering rose is a favorite medieval image and the subject of a multitude of legends. The barren thorn-wood is an image of the fallen world (Genesis 2:9; 3:18), and the birth of Christ, with its promise of redemption, is symbolized by the return of the thorn trees to their prelapsarian condition. "Seven long years," like the Hebrew "forty days," denotes a long passage of time.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Welsh Culture. Suo Gan. Traditional Welsh Lullaby

The recent discovery of our Pierce family history resulted in the addition of the Welsh flag in this blog's sidebar. I visited Wales several years ago. It is a beautiful part of the United Kingdom, green with tree covered hills and very interesting road signs (referring to the Welsh language).

Today we begin exploring our Welsh culture by listening to this traditional Welsh lullaby sung by the King's College Choir, Cambridge England.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

A Quiet Evening with our Swedish Ancestors

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Today, an old Lutheran hymn sung in Swedish, one of the languages of our Tornberg and Mattson ancestors. This scene comes from the Academy Award winning film "Babbett's Feast".

Over the last few days I discovered that many of our Swedish and Finnish ancestors were Lutheran pastors and priests. Faith played a major role in their day to day lives. The people of that time, as they do now, relied on their faith to see them through life's dark times.

In my mind's eye I see our ancestors sitting in this room on a dark cold Scandinavian night enjoying each other's company in word and song.



Oh, watch the day
once again hurry off,
and the sun bathe itself in water.

The time for us to rest approaches

O God, Who dwelleth in heavenly light;
Who reigns above in heaven’s hall.
Be for us our infinite Light,
in the valley of night

The sand in our hourglass will soon run out.
The day is conquered by the night.
The glories of the world are ending;
so brief their day,
so swift their flight.

God, let Thy brightness ever shine!
Admit us; Thy mercy divine.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Cultural Post. Scotland (Mattson - McCrillis Line)

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Scotland is the home to many of our ancestors on Grandmother Violet's line through the McCrillis family. This line takes us directly into the heart of Scotland.

Today we listen to a more contempory song about Somerled, a Scot King that fought to free Scotland from the Norsemen. I believe this song carries the spirit of the land and its people.



Through an age of fighting men
When sword was mightier than pen
There lived a clansman bold and true
The very one our name came through
Born of blood line dating from
The hundred battles warrior Conn
Gaelic viking in his veins
Testify his battle fame
For three hundred and fifty years
The western highlands lived in fear
Fighting to regain the Isles
Down to Islay and Argyle
From the Dalriadan line
Through the centuries there we find
A Scotsman born with Viking name Born to rule through love and pain
Hail to ye sons of Somerled Hail to ye sons of Somerled
Ruling from the Isle of Man
lslay was the place they'd ...make their stand
After almost twenty years
He rid the Isles of Norsemen
..then and there
Hail to ye sons of Somerled
Hail to ye sons of Somerled
Through the timeless history,
Fighting for their destiny
Images fly through my head,
Images of Somerled... chorus
The warrior kings lived by the sword
From hill to loch and dark fjord
Battling 'til his life he shed
Leaving the throne
To the sons of Somerled

Thursday, July 22, 2010

A Deep Memory of Our Past.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

We start this bonny July morning with another one of this blog's cultural posts. This music by Enya, sung in Gaelic, evokes such a powerful sense of elder times and powerful wistfulness for the land of our Celtic ancestors. Relax, enjoy a morning cup of tea in the true British sense and listen as Enya pulls from you an inherited memory of this land and people from whom we've descended.

And, in my opinion, Enya is magic embodied.



Simply,
Victor

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Our Family Heritage. Sweden


Från Fästningen i Ensamhet
Trevlig Lund

Yes, you're correct. The above reads, "From the Fortress of Solitude, Pleasant Grove".
Our family has strong Swedish roots through the Mattson line. Our Great Grandparents emigrated from Sweden at the turn of the Century meaning we still have family in Sweden that may remember us. It would be good (but never easy) to find them.

Today, we enjoy a bit of Swedish culture with this popular Swedish folk song. Enjoy the melody and pay attention to the language. Its the language our Great Grandparents spoke to each other.



And of course, there are Swedish Folk Dances.........



helt enkelt
Victor