Matrilinial Monday – Christine Knudsen

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Name: Christine Jensdatter
Called by Grandkids: I assume my great-grandfather would have called her farmor, as she was his father's mother.
Birth: 1834, Thyregod, Vejle, Denmark
Death: 1918, Thyregod, Vejle, Denmark
Spouse: Hans Knudsen
Marriage: 1854, Thyregod, Vejle, Denmark
Children: Jens Christian, Ane Marie, Karen, Mette Marie, Knudmine, Jens Skov, Knud Peter Ingvard, Hans Christian
Parents: Jens Christian Pedersen & Mette Matisdatter
Siblings: Ane Cathrine, Christine, Mathias, Petrea Ane, Peder, Poul Christian, Christen, Karl
About: This is the level of my genealogy where I start to run out of substantive information. I know more about the other branch of my great-grandfather's family than I do about this one, and have three photos of his grandmother on that side, but none of this grandmother. Obviously, she lived in Vejle her whole life, and was surrounded by family until her death. Her husband was a farmer, so I imagine their lives were busy, and that they struggled quite a bit. Especially with eight kids to raise and feed.
She lived a good long life, though; she was 83 when she died. At her death, all 8 of her children that I know of were still very much alive, and all had started families by then. She had just welcomed her 44th grandchild into the world. She also had at least one great-grandchild before her death, and at least three more were born in the following year.


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This blog is maintained by two sisters who have had a life long interest in geneology.
Mika writes here mostly about our family (Hansen, Hillinger, Bordewick, Park, etc), and her search for more information.
Shannon mostly uses this space as a place to make the many stories written about and by her husband's family (Holly, Walker, Walpole, etc) available to the rest of the family, present and future.

Our blog is named Oh Spusch! mostly because Shannon is bad at naming things. The first post I put up includes a story about the time Walker's great grandfather took his whole family out to see a play and the littlest kept saying "Oh! Spusch!" No one ever figured out what she meant by that.