Home of the Snarkmaiden

Yes! I had some Swedish trinkets, worthless to anyone but family, that my grandmother hoarded. She used to drive with my mom to Solvang (a tiny Swedish tourist town) nearly 100 miles for the St. Lucia celebration. And she treasured the few words of Swedish she knew, and the one or two songs she had been taught as a kid. They really did revere the old land--and when she finally traveled to Sweden in her sixties to visit the relatives now several generations removed, it was like Old Home Week, apparently.