In 1957 my grandmother, I call her Nanny, you can too, moved from King’s Lynn, UK to the United States of America. She was going with my grandfather, who was American. I wanted to travel to this place, not because it’s any sort of metropolis, but because I felt like there was some personal history there. I don’t have to much heritage mix like some Americans, I only have British and Polish, so I feel rather connected to England, like maybe there is something there that has been left for me to discover, and once I find it, everything will be clear.
For those of you who have been to King’s Lynn, you won’t be surprised to hear that I didn’t find any sort of fountain of knowledge. I did learn a lot about my family history though, nothing big or important, but just little facts about what my grandmother and great grandmother’s life was like before they went to America. I was actually quite embarrassed to not know about these things before, but now I do, so that makes it okay right? And who knows, maybe this is a step into the direction of “once you know this, everything will be okay.” You never know, until you know.
King’s Lynn is located basically directly north of London and is the part of England called East Anglia. It is featured in the Domesday book, (basically the first Almanic/Census of England) in 1086, but was listed as Bishop’s Lynn, when the city was surrendered to Henry VIII it assumed the name Lenne Regis (King’s Lynn). In the 14th century, King’s Lynn was the bee’s knees, and one of England’s most important ports. Between then and the World War’s, King’s Lynn lost its importance, as west coast ports were more widely used, and had been attacked during civil wars. During World War I, King’s Lynn was one of the first British cities to be bombed, due to an iron and timber factory in the area. In World War II, it was also the recipient of several air raids. Today King’s Lynn is very small and corporate, but still cute and traditional.
Nearby this spooky chapel was a creek that some baby ducks called home, so to end my trip I took a load of pictures of baby ducks. I am a geek.
I am a bit behind on this blog, but I hope to catch up soon. I am back in Zürich now, and the weather is really nice. I hope you are all doing well at home!