I remember my great aunt Stina...


...with her white hair, sharp tounge and distinctive personality. Here she visits Skeda with Harry Hassel, the man that she lived with during the 70s. I remember well the tears in the eyes of my great grandmother after Harry's death in 1977 (I must have wondered what was going on).

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