I'll add a page like this one to describe each family member I've researched. I'll create links to these individual pages
from my "Family Members List Page."
Here's the type of information about each person I might include:
Date and place of birth: Nov 9, 1894 - Oslo (Kristiania), Norway, I believe.
Date and place of
death: Dec 25, 1975 - LaMarque, TX
Marriage date and place: Galveston, Tx? Dec 10, 1916
Maiden name: Berntsen
Names of children: Agnes, Edna Mae, Doris, Mary, Oscar
of parents: Johan Berntsen and Ellen Marie Micholsen (from Norwegian census)
Name of spouse:
Oscar L. Engebretsen
Immigration information: From Norway on September 8, 1913, age 19
U.S. military service record:
Places the person lived: Roken,Norway, and America
|Last Place of Residence:||Roken, Norway|
|Date of Arrival:||Sep 08, 1913|
|Age at Arrival: 19y Gender: F Marital Status: S |
|Ship of Travel:||Kristianiafjord|
|Port of Departure:||Kristiania,
|Manifest Line Number:||0028|
Where the person "fits" in our family tree: The mother or grandmother of many people.
Relatives in U.S.:|| || Regina McMurray, Helga Olsen|
I'll include sources for the information wherever possible.
Memories and Stories:
My Sister Betsy's Journey
After having been in Texas for a few years, I went to business college
where I learned to be a stenographer. I worked for various companies, namely Insurance, Banks, Publishing firm and the International
Harvester Co. when I was 18 years of age, my dear Uncle passed away so my grieving Aunt decided she and I should take a trip
to Norway, where my sister Betsy was working as a helper in a hospital. She was required by the government to sign up for
life as hospital worker. After I obtained a secretary position with an English Firm, I promised Betsy that when I got back
to the U.S.A., especially good old Texas, I would try my best to save enough money for her trip to America. Auntie and I stayed
nearly one year in Norway. Her beloved, beautiful mother, my dearest grandmother passed away. After I got back to Dallas one
of the firms I had worked for gave me back my position. Then I started pinching pennies, not even spend money for street-car
rides. Anyway, it took me two yrs. To save enough for Betsys fare. By that time she was practically 18 or 19 yrs. Of age.
If I had known what trials she would encounter when she reached Ellis Island, I dont believe I would have had the nerve to
subject her to such seeming tragic treatment, however, while Lady Liberty stands for everything good in dear old America,
I am very grateful to 2 men employees at Ellis Island, one a examiner of Betsys sore eyes, the other a very kind policeman.
The first day Betsy was at Ellis Island the eye examiner did not let Betsy
land because her eyes were worse than usual due to the sun shining on the ocean. The ship was full of people, crew and many
passengers. When evening came everyone got off of the ship allowed to go on land as they were permitted to land, except my
poor young sister and she was terrified. She could not sleep, but kept praying to our Heavenly Father, hoping He would keep
her from having to spend another night alone. The next morning the crew [back], being Norw. Sailors came back on board. The
eye examiner went to see Betsy. He looked at her eyes, and said, "Your eyes are in bad shape, I just dont know what to do
for you, but since you have a rich aunt in Dallas and a sister (and a sister in Glens Falls), surely they will help you to
get your eyes well." Then he let her land. She ran out into the street and found a policeman, who turned out with the same
kind spirit similar to the wonderful man on the ship. Betsy could not speak a word in English, but she had papers showing
she was going to Glens Falls, N.Y.. The policeman drew her a map showing the way to the railroad station and pinned papers
on her back with all the information to help her to get to Glens Falls, N.Y. She found the train and all went well all the
way to Glens Falls where our older sister Helga lived and she was at the station to meet our youngest sister, so God was really
Thank you, dear God and all your kind and loving workers at Ellis Island
and other place.
|Betsy coming to America
|I believe this picture was taken on the ship that she took from Norway to America.