I am the granddaughter of Borghild Thorson. I barely knew my grandmother while she was alive but remember things she brought me back from Norway when she visited there. She gave me a small handcarved wooden seal covered with real seal fur, and a tube of cavier paste, which I remember tasted good. This is how I remember her when she lived with her daughter, Doris, in Anaheim, CA. She's in the middle with her two sisters visiting from Norway. I think this is about 1969.

She passed away when I was eighteen. At the time I only knew some of her history, and had a copy of my great-grandfather,  August Thorval Ingier's, auto-biography that she had translated from Norwegian to know her by. Over the past 30 years I have learned bits and pieces about her. My father, William A. Thorson, before he passed away, spent a few years collecting more family history from his relatives in North Dakota and some extensions in Norway. I would like this blog to be a collection of photos from our ancestors and some of their stories to share with our family.
*Edited to add- April 19, 2014* I always thought Grandma came to America via Ellis Island. No one ever corrected me when I said that. But a few years ago I found out that wasn't true. She immigrated to Montreal in Quebec, Canada and then came to the US to North Dakota. I don't think there's a border crossing there but Aunt Irene said she came by train. 

This was a souvenir plate brought back from Norway by Borghild who gave it to Irene, my aunt, who gave it to me.