Wordless Wednesday or total Silence Wednesday
Wednesday, October 21 - 2008 - Nordre Gravlund (Northern Cemetery) - Oslo, Norway
The Day before the Urn Interment.

Papa had to go and check it out during his Lunch hour: Is the Grave Stone brought back and properly rehabiltated - with Ruben's Name written correctly? And the special Stone, is it there with the correct words? Is every prepared for Wednesdays ceremony? What do we need to redo? New Plants? New Lights? etc.
Well, as you can see, the two Stones are there. Even the hole for the Urn.

Papa needs to plant and fix some Light to the Grave. It's also close to Tous Saints and X-Mas time. Must buy something on Wednesday before arrival. Enlarge to see my Family - on my Fathers side. It will be our Family Grave. Someday I'll be there too. It's good to know. Enlarge to view.
Top down:
My Grand Dad (Who build the Summerhouses) - he died on Dec 25 in 1963 - Cerebral Hermorrhage. Less than 10 hours from he felt his first pain. I was there at the first moment he felt something was wrong.
My Grand Mother - she died by Breast Cancer - I did not know about until 3 weeks afterwards. How could that be? At that I went around the old waterways in Europe. Writing for a Magazine. But - no Internet, no Cellphones, no international long distance call kiosks along our route - only "poste restante" at certain places. My Father - he died during a heart operation - most proberly due to the fact the operating crew did not got the information: Diabetes. So you must tune the anesthesias/narcosis.
My Son - Poisened with out knowing it. Do not ever take any kind of analgesic (2 days before) you know you will go to a party where drugs like Alcool etc will be served. If you broke a bone/leg and something, and you know within the 2-3 next Days, You are going to an important celebration - avoid all kinds of "stuff" that are giving you the same "relaxation" as Morfin.
IT' DEADLY. AND NOBODY TELLS YOU
Most Doctors do not know about this 3-fold combination. What happens is this. When these different ingredients, alone mostly positive (if not allergic), are combined, your brain send a certain Signal:
STOP BREATHING. When asleep you have no chance. You not only stop breathing, you also stop living. So take care when you have heavy pains.
(Ruben had from a very complicated fracture in his foot - and was told: Just relaxe.... Public Health can be very good - but also very neglecting when it's a monopoly) I'm Wordless.
The text on the tiny stone to the left: Vi savner deg - We miss you.
That Stone is brought by Rubens Brother (Niklas) and Sister (Ingelin) from his (Rubens) Favourite Summer Camp Island in the Inner Oslofjord (Langøyene - Long Islands - Just some minutes away from down town Oslo).
I'm Wordless
The Day before the Urn Interment.

Papa had to go and check it out during his Lunch hour: Is the Grave Stone brought back and properly rehabiltated - with Ruben's Name written correctly? And the special Stone, is it there with the correct words? Is every prepared for Wednesdays ceremony? What do we need to redo? New Plants? New Lights? etc.
Well, as you can see, the two Stones are there. Even the hole for the Urn.
Papa needs to plant and fix some Light to the Grave. It's also close to Tous Saints and X-Mas time. Must buy something on Wednesday before arrival. Enlarge to see my Family - on my Fathers side. It will be our Family Grave. Someday I'll be there too. It's good to know. Enlarge to view.
Top down:
My Grand Dad (Who build the Summerhouses) - he died on Dec 25 in 1963 - Cerebral Hermorrhage. Less than 10 hours from he felt his first pain. I was there at the first moment he felt something was wrong.
My Grand Mother - she died by Breast Cancer - I did not know about until 3 weeks afterwards. How could that be? At that I went around the old waterways in Europe. Writing for a Magazine. But - no Internet, no Cellphones, no international long distance call kiosks along our route - only "poste restante" at certain places. My Father - he died during a heart operation - most proberly due to the fact the operating crew did not got the information: Diabetes. So you must tune the anesthesias/narcosis.
My Son - Poisened with out knowing it. Do not ever take any kind of analgesic (2 days before) you know you will go to a party where drugs like Alcool etc will be served. If you broke a bone/leg and something, and you know within the 2-3 next Days, You are going to an important celebration - avoid all kinds of "stuff" that are giving you the same "relaxation" as Morfin.
IT' DEADLY. AND NOBODY TELLS YOU
Most Doctors do not know about this 3-fold combination. What happens is this. When these different ingredients, alone mostly positive (if not allergic), are combined, your brain send a certain Signal:
STOP BREATHING. When asleep you have no chance. You not only stop breathing, you also stop living. So take care when you have heavy pains.
(Ruben had from a very complicated fracture in his foot - and was told: Just relaxe.... Public Health can be very good - but also very neglecting when it's a monopoly) I'm Wordless.
The text on the tiny stone to the left: Vi savner deg - We miss you.
That Stone is brought by Rubens Brother (Niklas) and Sister (Ingelin) from his (Rubens) Favourite Summer Camp Island in the Inner Oslofjord (Langøyene - Long Islands - Just some minutes away from down town Oslo).
I'm Wordless
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