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I sat down at my desk to write a few paragraphs about one of my dear friends, Barney Jacobson (formal name is Bernard Ingvald Jacobson), but a few paragraphs don't do his story justice. However, I will try.
After I heard of Barney's passing, I pulled out the notes, letters and cards he sent to me--I have kept them all. I'd challenge anyone to write a sweeter letter. Most of them were written in "Nor-English", but all of them in kind, loving words. He always mentioned the members at Skjold, sending us his best wishes. He was a faithful member of Sons of Norway since 1935, who truly believed in keeping the Norwegian heritage alive here in America.
Another common theme in his letters was his family. He obviously loved them all and it was "da little vons" who really touched his heart. I was honored that with all his family around, he still had room in that big heart of his for my children. He sent them Valentines and postcards. My children adored him as well. He was a Barney much more than any purple dinosaur, he was a gentle giant!
I had the distinct pleasure of interviewing Barney for his 89th birthday. With a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye, he proudly told me about his earlier days. He spoke of family, schooling (Wednesdays and Saturdays in Norway), his jobs, the Norwegian heritage, his church, his cooking and the love of his life, his wife, Bernice Larsen.
I walked in Barney's shadow at a Syttende Mai celebration one year. I was in awe of his popularity. Barney knew everyone and everyone knew Barney. It was like being in the company of royalty. And really, I think I was. He was decorated with the St. Olav medal in 1973 by King Olav V of Norway for his faithful service in preserving Norwegian tradition in the United States.
Barney would close each letter to me by writing "Love, your friend, Barney". I was so honored that he was my friend. I know he's watching over us right now with a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. I will miss him dearly.
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