It's such a cliche to say the bond between father and daughter is special... but that's only because it's true.
Any daughter who ever saw herself in the reflection of her father's eye will tell you it's a feeling that stays with you forever. The hugs, the inside jokes and special outings. Every father and daughter has a special bond- sometimes made of memories, sometimes spun from just as strong imaginary threads of how things could or should have been.
Those were the thoughts I had as I read Inger Malmberg's email about her father Sven L. Johansson a couple of days ago.
I knew I had to help her. And when you read her story, I think you'll want to help her too.
"I'm Inger from Sweden and I'm looking for people who lived in Rye –and people who have met my father. He lived there 1948 – 1962. He was a member of Rye Fish and Game Club. Can you help me with an idea where to start searching ??? A daughter in Sweden."
When Inger sent her email, she was days away from arriving for her visit to the United States. As you read this, she has arrived in New York City for a visit lasting a bit more than a fortnight. While she's here, she hopes to learn more about the years her father Sven Johansson lived in Rye.
If we all work together, I think we can help her fill in the blanks and find out a little more about her father. The kids on the interwebs call it crowd-sourcing, but I think Inger has a better shot of finding out about Sven if we get everyone in town talking and jostling their memories. So I'm passing along Inger's quest now because I'll need your help to write a happy ending to her story before she returns to Sweden.
Inger's father may have passed away 50 years ago, but I know there is someone in town who knew Sven or knows something important about him.
But enough of me, Inger can tell her own story...
Yes! I sooo glad that you answered...
I start to tell you that I have been in Rye for the first time last year 2011 in April.
We (my brother's daughter and our husbands) stayed in New York for 14 days – just for looking if we could find any interesting in archives or anything else.
We started in Ellis Island and found my father’s name Sven L Johansson from Lindberg, Sweden (born 1904, died 1962).
His first arrival was 1923 – 1928 just 19 years old.
During that visit last year, Inger made a little progress in her search:
In any way we wanted to see Rye – so we took a train from Central station in NY to Rye.
We had the address 64 Grapal Street and even his last address in Port Chester, where he died. ( This house exist no anymore).
We met a very kindly neighbor and we had contact with her during our staying and the second time we visit Rye she- the neighbor- took us to Rye Fish and Game club. It was so great to see the club – where my father had been years ago. But they were too young to remember him – I had some photos.
So here's everything she knows about her father Sven Johansson's time in Rye and Port Chester:
What I know: He goes back to Rye 1948...
Persons I have heard about: His friend from early age to his dead in Rye was Nils Benson and he lived in 68 Theodore Fremd Ave.
My father wants me to write to his neighbor's daughter Olivia Agrest and she was born 1945 – but what I can see in the net she not alive anymore...lived 89 Grapal Street.
He wrote letters to me from I was 7 – until he died and some photos tell me that he was often in a restaurant there the owner s name was Harry.
Here's where you come in...spread the word about Inger's visit and ask about Sven Johansson. Email me or call me to let me know what you find out and I'll pass it all along to Inger. Let's make this the best trip to Rye ever!