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One of my very oldest memories is seeing my brother Paul standing in the kitchen and running to
him to be picked up and hugged by him. Paul was a traveller he toured with a Country Western band back in the day. I must have been three at the time yet I can still see his young face vivid in my memory.

Our family has been pretty hard hit since the turn of the century, Our Father Harold, sister-in-law Linda (Luther's wife), nephew Hans (Luther's only son), Mother Dagny and now our brother Paul.

Born the 3rd son on the farm in North Dakota he would have had a much different childhood then I had. Lots of work but also fun times in lots of wide open spaces with his brothers and after a while a little sister Melody. Paul never really had it easy, being diagnosed at the age of 11 with type one diabetes back in the day. That was 60 years ago. I'm sure it wasn't easy learning to live with the injections and the highs and lows, I remember him telling how he had to learn to inject by using an Orange.

By the time I came along into the family Paul was nearly out of High School. I have so many photos that he took of me while going through a photography phase. He also loved working with wood and that is something he would carry on with through out his life. He built everything from small pieces of furniture to large homes. From start to finish he was a perfectionist. He wasn't home much but always came back for short visits. Music was his life, he played Clarinet, Sax, and piano that I recall.

I can remember the 1st time I met his soon to be life long partner Sue Ann. Mom, Dad, Nolan, and I had been for a visit in North Dakota and on our drive back to Oregon we stopped in Montana where Paul was running the Frontier Club (a large restaurant and dance club). He introduced us all to a lovely young lady that worked for him, that's when I had my 1st (Shirly Temple). I'm really blurry on the time period because I was only about 5 at the time. But then next thing I recall my niece Synnove was born on my 7th birthday! They lived in Eugene for awhile and Paul and Sue would have 2 more children, Anthony and then Paul Kjell. I don't think Paul could ever settle down for too long, off to Corvallis the family went. He built a few homes there and then it was off to Kalispell Montana for a few years, on to Arnegard North Dakota were he became Mayor of the small town he grew up in. I was excited when he decided to move close and live in Redmond Oregon.

In his latter years he lived between Montana and Yuma Arizona. He had friends all over. He would even stop by and see Iver in Salt Lake. But his health started to turn, so often we worried about him, the days and times he spent in the Hospital. But he always pulled through, Stroke, tumor, and even losing his foot couldn't keep him down. I think he finally got tired.
He was Cowboy, a father, a grandfather, a great-grandfather a brother, an artist, a musician, a gifted woodworker and builder, a coin collector, a calligrapher a daredevil (skydiving and go cart racer), he also had that true Bolken stubbornness but at the same time would give you the shirt off his back when you needed it.

I miss you Paul, forever you will be my big brother.

Please add your memories

Date: 2010-08-12 02:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fishp-angel.livejournal.com
I am so sorry for the loss of your brother.

From what you wrote, he was a very strong man who enjoyed his life very much and to the full.

May your wonderful, happy memories of him stay with you forever.

Date: 2010-08-13 05:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] swatisani.livejournal.com
Kaja, Your entry about your brother is filled with pride and love for him. Thanks for sharing.



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