counting for nearly
and fed the
mother of invention’
in legacy this
This poem reflects the life of my Swedish Grandmother (Mor Mor) now ninety-seven. She and my Pop Pop met while he was an officer in the Salvation Army. They served for a number of years and lived in very difficult situations with two young children and when she was cold with two wee ones and expecting a third ‘ringing the bell’ decided they couldn’t continue this work and raise a family. So my Pop Pop worked from the ground up in a company and they raised ten children during the Great Depression and beyond in Connecticut and later Pennsylvania. They gave thirty percent of their income to the church and various ministries including the Salvation Army…always the “first fruits”. “Necessity is the mother of invention” was her favorite saying and she lived it—still does any chance she gets!
I am one of forty-four grandchildren and my daughter is the 105th great- grandchild. This list will keep being added to for at least a few more years.
My grandparents believed in raising a large family to love God and their world. We are by no stretch of the imagination perfect, but the majority of us do live out this legacy and are committed to it.