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Sigurd Wiklund
Article about my Grandfather in Swedish newspaper 1963
Thanks to Elisabeth Forslund for the translation:
Article in Skellefteå local newspaper "Norra Västerbotten" August 15, 1963
Caption above: Mr. Wicklund prototype for the Swedish-American.
Caption below: "It's a party almost every day for us, Ebba and I ..."
"-Al Capone made me nothing. Much more dangerous ....
"-... To fall from the ceiling. It was close all the time.
Category: Steering wheels left after 40 years
He could be the prototype for our symbol of burgne Swedish-American. A gentleman with gray spray in his ears, tanned face, a thin mustache hårdtuktad stubble above the eternally burning cigar with an air of paternal about his distinguished världsXXXXperson.
Builder Mr. Sigurd Wicklund 1054 N. Mason Ave Chicago Illinois sitting in front of me, remember and tell about his 65-year life.
-Well, now I have it pretty good. Much better than when I worked home in Skellefteå for two swedish crowns a day!
There it is, why Sigurd Wicklund left the house in Vikfors to create a future for himself over there in the west.
His life story is not particularly remarkable, the poor working boy ????????
over to America, worked and lived wild sometimes but who had the strength to resist the business of America sharks and eventually became a self-employed.
Wicklund has built houses in America, large and small for nearly 40 years. The last decade as "General Contractor" (roughly: builder)
His workmanlike eyes look critically at the Swedes' way of building houses.
-You are building for the small window. The only thing you can see from the second floor of your house is a neighbor husgavel. Large windows around the house so you have a view it should be, you see.
Wicklund says the whole time "you" to me, translates it with the American spoken word "you" literally. He forgot the Swedish title of the Convention.
Thank Wicklund for oblivion.
"But the Swedes build nice houses but the marble in the window frames and staircases. Stuff we use only in large buildings.
So he tells of construction in America, if a different technology, if spiralhus with 30 floors, car parking and 30 floors, apartments on top and great air conditioning in homes, on glass, aluminum and steel in huskropp are, victims of automation, on trade union power and somewhat incredible wages.
He says quietly and thoughtfully. Picks sometimes with a light blue silk tie, chewing on cigars.
-How to hire a carpenter costing you more than $ 5 an hour. Of the salary is a few cents to the union and the pension fund.
Builders must retire at 65 years with $ 100 a month ??????????????
4600 per year. The wife may be about half of that sum.
Wicklund is himself retired. In our last, he sold the house and went over to the Västerbotten to happen to the family. Of the twelve siblings in the four gone forever.
"It's a party almost every day for us, Ebba and I," says Wicklund. But exciting and interesting. It has been so altered in Skellefte area since 1923rd
Ebba Wicklund is a wife, a gotlandstös as Sigurd met in the States.
-Not you may believe you need to be in Sweden to meet with Swedes. No, the world is small, really.
And so says Wicklund what happened that one of his two sons, Major at the U.S. Air Force. The son was out fishing in Alaska and met with a man who spoke broken English. The man was from Skellefteå!
-There are plenty of Swedes and Swedish descendants in Chicago, "says Wicklund and teeth the dying cigar. We have incidentally one Swedish newspaper, Swedish American, published in Chicago.
The magazine is small and the news is often six months old.
But, it is still news to us. Each county has its title, so it happens that we have read about Skellefteå.
"Prototype" Wicklund has understood its own house in Chicago and Buick in the garage: "I'm not completely well, you see, so the doctor advised me to leave the car at home. When we came here I went and bought a car. It's so nice to ride in town, like the old woman.
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okay boy. It is a cinch. Tell them that there is no trick to change sides of the street.
Wicklund turns on its antrasitgrå summer hat and smiled suddenly. He smiles at ungdomsförvillelserna and remember the meeting with the leader gangster Al Capone in a gambling den in Chicago.
"But it was back then, summarizes Wicklund, which has since been much closer to death, for example, when he fell from the rooftop and landed on some iron rods. Five-rib broken pelvis and damaged. It was all close.
But now Wicklund live a quiet life in his wife Ebba's pet. In a few weeks taking the boat over to Chicago again. If Wicklund then had time to meet with all the old friends from adolescence.
Sigurd Wiklund
Article about my Grandfather in Swedish newspaper 1963
Thanks to Elisabeth Forslund for the translation:
Article in Skellefteå local newspaper "Norra Västerbotten" August 15, 1963
Caption above: Mr. Wicklund prototype for the Swedish-American.
Caption below: "It's a party almost every day for us, Ebba and I ..."
"-Al Capone made me nothing. Much more dangerous ....
"-... To fall from the ceiling. It was close all the time.
Category: Steering wheels left after 40 years
He could be the prototype for our symbol of burgne Swedish-American. A gentleman with gray spray in his ears, tanned face, a thin mustache hårdtuktad stubble above the eternally burning cigar with an air of paternal about his distinguished världsXXXXperson.
Builder Mr. Sigurd Wicklund 1054 N. Mason Ave Chicago Illinois sitting in front of me, remember and tell about his 65-year life.
-Well, now I have it pretty good. Much better than when I worked home in Skellefteå for two swedish crowns a day!
There it is, why Sigurd Wicklund left the house in Vikfors to create a future for himself over there in the west.
His life story is not particularly remarkable, the poor working boy ????????
over to America, worked and lived wild sometimes but who had the strength to resist the business of America sharks and eventually became a self-employed.
Wicklund has built houses in America, large and small for nearly 40 years. The last decade as "General Contractor" (roughly: builder)
His workmanlike eyes look critically at the Swedes' way of building houses.
-You are building for the small window. The only thing you can see from the second floor of your house is a neighbor husgavel. Large windows around the house so you have a view it should be, you see.
Wicklund says the whole time "you" to me, translates it with the American spoken word "you" literally. He forgot the Swedish title of the Convention.
Thank Wicklund for oblivion.
"But the Swedes build nice houses but the marble in the window frames and staircases. Stuff we use only in large buildings.
So he tells of construction in America, if a different technology, if spiralhus with 30 floors, car parking and 30 floors, apartments on top and great air conditioning in homes, on glass, aluminum and steel in huskropp are, victims of automation, on trade union power and somewhat incredible wages.
He says quietly and thoughtfully. Picks sometimes with a light blue silk tie, chewing on cigars.
-How to hire a carpenter costing you more than $ 5 an hour. Of the salary is a few cents to the union and the pension fund.
Builders must retire at 65 years with $ 100 a month ??????????????
4600 per year. The wife may be about half of that sum.
Wicklund is himself retired. In our last, he sold the house and went over to the Västerbotten to happen to the family. Of the twelve siblings in the four gone forever.
"It's a party almost every day for us, Ebba and I," says Wicklund. But exciting and interesting. It has been so altered in Skellefte area since 1923rd
Ebba Wicklund is a wife, a gotlandstös as Sigurd met in the States.
-Not you may believe you need to be in Sweden to meet with Swedes. No, the world is small, really.
And so says Wicklund what happened that one of his two sons, Major at the U.S. Air Force. The son was out fishing in Alaska and met with a man who spoke broken English. The man was from Skellefteå!
-There are plenty of Swedes and Swedish descendants in Chicago, "says Wicklund and teeth the dying cigar. We have incidentally one Swedish newspaper, Swedish American, published in Chicago.
The magazine is small and the news is often six months old.
But, it is still news to us. Each county has its title, so it happens that we have read about Skellefteå.
"Prototype" Wicklund has understood its own house in Chicago and Buick in the garage: "I'm not completely well, you see, so the doctor advised me to leave the car at home. When we came here I went and bought a car. It's so nice to ride in town, like the old woman.
??????????????????????????????????
okay boy. It is a cinch. Tell them that there is no trick to change sides of the street.
Wicklund turns on its antrasitgrå summer hat and smiled suddenly. He smiles at ungdomsförvillelserna and remember the meeting with the leader gangster Al Capone in a gambling den in Chicago.
"But it was back then, summarizes Wicklund, which has since been much closer to death, for example, when he fell from the rooftop and landed on some iron rods. Five-rib broken pelvis and damaged. It was all close.
But now Wicklund live a quiet life in his wife Ebba's pet. In a few weeks taking the boat over to Chicago again. If Wicklund then had time to meet with all the old friends from adolescence.