She had a lovely lilting accent when she spoke English (or what we called "Danglish") and she never quite mastered the use of pronouns (but I'm not throwing stones because I do not speak a word of Danish). The card she sent when I was born read:
"Little Darling Baby. Im so happy about you ariving ind our family. I wel be seeing you sun, so be good. Bedstemor" She also sent one to my dad. It read "Tank you for the telegram. i am happy for our little Katrina. (Our was underlined twice.) Take good care of hir and the darling Mother of Katrina." It was addressed to him as "To my son and new happy Father."
My dad is flying to Denmark tonight for her funeral. Rest in peace Grandma.