Victor Lundberg - An Open Letter

Available for the first time! It’s like having your aged right-wing grandfather harrangue you– in stereo! Angry Conservative rants concerning smelly hippies and draft-dodgers, read by professional voice-over talent, layered over a bizzare mix of easy listening music. Bubbling with hate and mellow tunes, the total effect is surreal, dated and topical, all at once. Just begging to be put into somebody’s video project or mashup album.

Listen: An Open Letter To My Teenage Son (Battle Hymn of the Republic)

Listen: To The Flower Power (Moonlight Sonata)

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Wow, that was rather fun to listen too.
Whoever you are you are freaking awesom!


ever hear the flip side? my buddy carl?
thats funny also.. my friends and i used to play it over and over..


Anyone know if The Open Letter to My Teenage Son was based on any real life situation such as maybe Mr. Lundberg did have a son in colledge going through the same problem about draftcard burning or was that all made up? Also is Lundberg still alive or if he’s dead when did he pass away?


I heard this song on XM 60’s, what a song. Have tried to find it for a download, but cannot. Does anybody know where it can be. Thanks again.


I was able to download this song using LimeWire


The song “All My Best Friends Are Metalheads” by Less Than Jake starts out with a clip taken from “Open Letter…”. just FYI…


JUST WANTED TO THANK PEOPLE FOR SUPPORTING OUR TROOPS IN VIETNAM. I HEARD THIS WHEN IT FIRST CAME OUT AND I THOUGHT TO MYSELF WHY DOES A CANADIAN HAVE TO EXPRESS WHAT WE SHOULD KNOW. THANK GOD THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE TO DO JUST THAT. SO NOW I HAVE A SON WHO HAS ALREADY FOUGHT THE WAR ON TERROR AND STILL IS IN THE ARMY AND I PRAY I NEVER HAVE TO HAVE A LETTER WRITTEN TO ME FROM HIS FRIEND. DIFFERNET WAR, NOW IT IS OUR KIDS IN IT —-SUPPORT OUR TROOPS, THANK YOU TO ALL MILITARY PERSONNEL


If you’re looking for a 45, it was Liberty 55996, “An Open Letter to My Teenage Son” (a pop hit on Billboard’s Hot-100 chart: debut 11/11/67 [Armistice Day!], peak #10, 6 weeks on the chart. Flip was “My Buddy Carl”. Songwriter credit says Robert R. Thompson on both sides. The announcer on the disc was a news reader at WMAX in Grand Rapids, says my Whitburn book.


This needs to be updated and republished. The statements are as meaningful today as they were in 1967. Many Vets, like me, had never heard it. All we heard was the anti-war stuff. This is terrific. DM


As one of Victor’s 5 abandoned children from two families let me share with you that he clearly understood the power of his voice and the spoken word. He used this highly crafted trademark all of his life to his great benefit. Perhaps fortunately so, this is how he shall be remembered by the public. However, the public honors a fake,a puppet master extraordinaire.

In truth, his personality bordered on or perhaps was sociopathic. He was estranged from all of his children and never provided financial or emotional support to any of them. He seemed incapable of making human connections but knew well how to benefit from them.

He thought little of coming to his estranged children for money. We were probably all asked for cash with never a consideration of repayment. At his death he owed many.

His true legacy is a son, Victor Jr., dead at the age of 34 from a lifestyle gifted to him by his father…a lifestyle of philandering, drug abuse and a pathology that made him dangerous to others. Another son remains lost to a world of drug abuse. His remaining son and daughters, while also emotionally affected by this man, did not succomb to his genetic or behavioral predispositions.

He used people and he used them completely. He died a drunken man on state aid in Michigan alone in a run down apartment. How do you imagine good people end up like this in life? They do not!

Find someone deserving of your memorial. You honor a creation, a carefully constructed image. The man behind the image was an empty soul devoid of love and caring. He seized every platform that might make him money. From those that knew him he is paid no honor.


Just heard this record on BBC Radio 2’s “Sounds of the Sixties”.

My god, what a hateful man. Apparently it got to #18 in the charts which is even more shocking. I’d like to thank Terri Lundberg for posting the comments here. I’ll be alerting people to this song because it beggars belief.

The DJ said, after the last line, “With a father like you I’m sure the son will be glad to have no father.”


I could not believe it when I heard the record – it passed me by in the 1960s. How can soldiers today believe they are dishonoured if the battles they fight are in error. Theeir bravery is none the less because their poltical leaders are misguided.


I bought this LP back in the 60’s when I was a teenager. and I still own it to this day.

What Lundberg said was way ahead of his time. He was right then..and his words are right now.

The maggot infested sickos who spat on our returning soldiers back then are now running our universities…and they are as despicable now as they were back then.

Now there are just more clever and circumspect about it.


This “song” was #1 on the Billboard chart 12/6/1967. What a voice! Puts him in a league with Lorne Greene and Jsmes Earl Jones.


I recall so well coming home in 1967 and telling my mother that our father had a letter spoken to music airing on the radio. As luck would have it, that very weekend he appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show.

My sister and I watched in amazement as we had no memory of him in our lives. Mom was courteous with her comments as we all watched and made no further mention of this man.

Unfortunately for our brother, the surfacing of a father he had not known would be the beginning of his journey to this unknown father. In his father, he would gain a steward of sorts who would help him to craft his pathology. His father would come to teach him well as young Victor lived beneath his wing being mentored in manipulation. Ah, but I digress…

Our mother’s strike was immediate and precise following his appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show. Unbeknownst to us, she had contacted Channel 7 news in Los Angeles where Victor, with the melodious voice, had scheduled a news conference.

Much to Victor’s shock and awe the news media was well armed to ask the hard questions that revealed his true character, not the character that was created to sell vinyl. He stumbled and stammered and with persistent questioning from reporters, revealed that he did, in fact, have other children that he had just publicly denied the existence of.

Whether or not the reporters addressed the jail time he spent for failure to pay court ordered support I can no longer recall. But, he did spend time in jail on more than one occasion. Dodging additional jail time in the 50’s is what prompted him to move back to Michigan. If you care to get a mere glimpse of the true soul of this man, view the archival footage of this interview.

Victor and Joe Pine (notable controversial television host of the Joe Pine Show) got their start together in radio (the Phoenix market) in the early 50’s. To Joe’s death, he would have told anyone who asked what a scoundrel Victor Lundberg was. Joe was but one more person Victor abused and took advantage of on his life path.

It is not my mission to destroy the memory of this man. I am humored by his success at and with being the dubius and cheating person he was. I am sorry that so many lost so much to him.

I am compelled though to say to those of you who knew him not, yet feel the need to praise his words and see him as an icon of that era, that you are fools and your thoughts and words on this matter are sorely misdirected.

I’ve no doubt that even today, as you ponder the situations in the world, you are the same type of people who would, with a happy, uninformed heart, follow the current ‘pied piper’ completely unaware of your blind, thoughless devotion.

My god, from dish soap to automobiles, it was a sales pitch for a purpose…his pocketbook and personal advancement. It had nothing to do with you, your thoughts on causes, the truth of the times or nationalism. Are we so short of true American heros with genuine heart felt messages? Look just a bit deeper.

Thanks again for your time.


I have a still sealed copy of the LP that I will sell for only $14 including well packaged media mail shipping. Check out my perfect feedback on ebay. I go by steve(thelil). THANKS


I have a still sealed copy of the LP that I will sell for only $14 including well packaged media mail shipping. Check out my perfect feedback on ebay. I go by steve(thelil). My email address is stevethelil@hotmail.com. THANKS


Great music..fantastic lyrics! Found victor on DAZ too –> http://daz.com/artists/Victor%20Lundberg.html


It’s ashame that Lundberg failed so badly is his personal Life.
To Terri if you don’t nind me asking when did your Father die?

Unfortunatly I have such trouble minding a whole lot on him.


Sadly, Mike, I cannot tell you of the exact date. I want to say it was the early 90’s but you should be able to easily find that information on the internet. Neither his existence nor his death were memorable to me. In my mind there is but a thumb nail sketch of this man derived from family lore and stories from and of the people he betrayed. Our introduction to one another took place at his behest in 1989. His reason for contact then was to borrow money and request the he and his wife be welcomed to come and stay (actually live) with us. I was 39 then. He was such a pathetic and trajic figure. His first introduction to his third child born was to ask for money and a place to stay.

For whatever reason, they were departing Sun City, AZ but Claudia was terribly ill with cancer. She died within the next year I believe. Again, only memorable because he called to get more money. As I recall now he died within the next couple of years in Michigan where his second wife and sons from that marriage reside. Barbara, second wife, seemed to care for him always regardless of his behavior. Whether this was good or bad I cannot say but know his youngest son has never pulled out of the tailspin his life became as the youngest son of Vic.

Good day to you, Mike.


Seems like To The Flower Power monolouge doesn’t work.


Aloha from Maui,
I got all this info from an old New Jersey pal, who, like myself is a sixties music nut. I emailed him asking about the line about his mother loving him because she’s a woman. I got all this for one curious question. Amazing.
Uncle Burt


It just occured to me that this year’s the 40th aniversry of the release of this LP.

Anyone know the exact date on the album release?


I just bought this in a charity shop. It’s mentioned in Anthony Scaduto’s Bob Dylan biography. And – yes – it’s very funny indeed!

But I’m sad to hear about Mr. Lundberg’s impact on his own family. They have my sympathy.


this sure brings back memories. i still have a signed album cover to vic’s sister. i never met the man, but listened growing up. maybe thats why i love to listen to rush, sean, and the great one. to terri, you have two first cousins in g.r. mi, both good men


the more i sit, and think,,,the only hate and anger seen to come from the words that i read on this type. the words of love and pride seem to come from vic. are you standing on your head and telling me that the world is up-side down


Guess it all depends where you stand on this issues.

I may agree with most of what Lundberg says though I think It’s wrong to wanna write off your son for draft card burning no matter how patriotic you are.

Sometimes kids are not gonna always follow their parents example no matter how well you teach them. You kind of take a gamble whenever you bring a child into the world so it’s probably best not to have kids if you feel such a way.

And reading what Terri says, he was obviously far to point out anyones faults.


And some kind of legend still lives on… I really don’t think much of him one way or another. Love and hate require a connection that I do not nor have ever had to Vic Lundberg. I do believe I said early on that he was a curiosity to me.

And to Scott, I do know I have 2 brothers in GR and I presume both to be honorable men. One has struggled and is hopefully doing well. Another farms and, while he could have been easily influenced by his dad and namesake son, he and his wife somehow escaped, fled Phoenix and went home to their healthier roots.

When Vic Lundberg died there had been much trouble brewing. Both he and Vic son were being tried at the Federal level in the Arizona courts. It’s my belief that the charges were having to do with gun running, gem smuggling and probably drugs.

Unfortunately, my brother (age 34 at the time in 1976) died during this trial or grand jury hearing. There was much rumor around his death and finger pointing towards who may have orchestrated his death. Danny, his partner (if I dare) was suspected of giving him something to ingest that would bring on a heart attack.

The truth…

Vic Lundberg Jr. lived a fast and hard life. His father, Victor Lundberg, took him to a new level of corruption. Bad food, illegal acts and the stress resulting from both are what killed him. Vic told his wife, Kaye, when the trial was over he would be doing hard time and he didn’t yet know how much. The stress of this caused his heart attack.

Vic Lundberg Sr. didn’t even bother to come to the funeral that was held in Oregon City. That’s how devoted a father he was. True to form though, he did manage to wiggle out of the legal trouble in Arizona. I’m sure he became a witness for the feds and threw my brother, his son, under the bus.

None will ever be sure though as the records are most certainly sealed by now. What I do know is that the great legend Vic Lundberg mysteriously fled Sun City, AZ with his wife Claudia who was near death with cancer and traveled by car looking for any family member to take them in. He would call me and tell me her skin was literally falling off her face and being left on the pillow. May have been true but it was far more likely a good story to get someone to take them in. Why he was on the run I do not know.

Why did he flee and why did he make this poor woman endure this trip? The million dollar question! She died, of course she died! She too died without dignity and without the loving care she surely deserved. Alone on the road and begging…I can’t even imagine.

His preservation over all other matters was all that mattered. Advertising was his schtick and he was masterful at it. A golden throated sociopath with charisma. The words flowed like the notes from a magical flute and people followed and, better yet, they paid money to hear the golden throat.

It is a statement of truth that I feel nothing for him or about him. I can tell you what I know of him completely devoid of emotion. This man was not a patriot. He was a man who was skilled at putting words together to convince people of a course of action. Whether it was to be a libertarian, be a patriot, buy his record or buy the car he was selling the pitch was for personal gain. Money and power. And, as with any charismatic, there are plenty of folks ready to do their bidding hence, providing the rewards sought.

After 40 years folks are still doing the same thing. Too bad his son’s haven’t done the Elvis thing and made a business out of managing this image the public continues to enhance.

Checking in here occasionally is amusing to me. Quite an amazing feat to craft words with the intent making a fortune and after 40 years folks are blindly interested and chatting about and giving meaning to something that really never had meaning. Maybe we are unable to see veils of dishonesty. Maybe our need to have or create legends over-rides our reason.

Gawd, there are truly so many great and wise people out there who should be heard, deserve discourse and analytical review. GO FIND THE TRUE LEGENDS OF THIS TIME. Maybe give some thought to global warming and the issues that matter. This man doesn’t matter and any time spent talking about him is a waste of time.

Good thing I can type really fast so I don’t have to waste much time!


I just discovered an answer to Lundbergs piece called A TEENAGER’S OPEN LETTER TO HIS FATHER recorded by

Robert Tamlin.

http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2006/11/the_hyperpatrio.html


I was a record store manager when this came out. I don’t remember it selling all that well but then I was 18 at the time and concerned about being drafted. Never agreed with Lundberg just as I don’t agree with the current crop of Fox News experts. Neither Vietam nor the current Iraq war were necessary other than to protect the interests of big-business.


Hi ya!

Well, im 46 & collect alot of rekkids from the 50’s & 60’s & have the old 45 of this “song” .

OK , it is pretty goofy & maybe Mr. Lundberg is preachy & gratingly square in delivery but a lot of the message on it’s own has some merit.

I used to sympathise a lot with his opposition but truth be told a lot of those in the Hippy,peace & love movement…were plain jerks & HYPOCRITES!

If Victor Lundberg is a hypocrate…well,I guess he got his!

Before you denounce me as a hypocrite Bush disciple let me say I smoked a good deal of “Pot’ in my time & thought anyone who ever fought in Viet Nam was a dupe…dork…etc…

…so go vote for Hee-Uh-Ree Clinton in ’08 ,smoke a bowl & play “A Letter To My Teenage Son” on s-l-o-w motion while throwing darts a Lon “Cheney”.

As for me…i’ll rip that Crosby,Stills ,Gnash & Young CD off your car stereo & replace it with a tape loop of “PUSHIN TOO HARD” by The SEEDS ya old coot!

Ohhh! Thems “Hate Crime” words!

I love you!


Ah Steve, we usually agree. I’ll listen to your Seeds recordings (although I prefer “Can’t Seem to Make You Mine”) and raise you anything by the Sonics on Etiquette.

Seriously, Vic’s single was released at a time when Vietnam protests were starting to gain momentum (we were still a couple of years away from Kent State but only a year away from the Democratic convention in Chicago.) There was still a draft and while the draft was supposed to be fair the majority of people in my basic training platoon were poor or less educated young men while the rich kept their kids out of danger by getting them deferments or National Guard spots – like our current president. Yes, I was against the Vietnam war – passed out handbills at the Chicago demonstration (have one framed in my house) just as I was against the current involvement in Iraq. Until we learn to solve our problems without reverting to killing we will be no better than the lowest class of animal.


I myself more likely don’t honor Victor for considering all that has been said.

The claim if you should burn your draft card then burn your birth cerificate at the same time was enough to question is value system if not his patriotisim.

Maybe it’s not him but what he says and in a way you can take into consideration what he says if you agree with it without having to personally honor him.

1 thing I’ve noticed in my lifetime and it’s a rather sad thing about our society is there’s a lot of people, including famous people who are liked by whatever it is they’re known for but have failed in so many other ways including their personal lives or if not that they have been known to have various other problems that made them hated as well.

Here’s some.

Ike Turner. while having a place in early R&R he abused his wife Tina for years and recently there was supposed to be memorial or something to honor him in St. Louis where he lived for a time and it either didn’t go though because of his dark past.

See the HBO documentry on Barry Goldwater Mr. Conservative, one thing that was mentioned was he didn’t spend a lot of time with family and while I’m sure any being a politician will require a lot of time away from family I guess he didn’t make his family a priority when he was able to. And of course he angered many in the republican community when he began going aganist the mainstream of what the other stood for.

Richard J. Daley

Chicago’s most famous mayor you’ll hear many highs and lows on him.

I’m not 1 of those people who will say, ” Yes he or she did so and so but they also did so and so.” But as I said before and it’s unfortunate there are so many people who are so famous and may do a lot of good but hten fail in some other way or hated for whatever other reason.

I don’t know why other then that’s just the way it is.


Hi y’all,

I did not mean to come off like a Neantherthal man -Remember that song?

Anyway, its weird getting older and changing attitudes.
I used to be a lot more of a lefty & now have tilted more conservative.

A lot of great people in history let us down…like Nixon and Clinton…who both did some positive things.
Elvis became fat and sick. Beatles got tired being a BEATLE.

I feel sorry for Victor Lundberg for letting his family down. Thats gotta be depressing as hell for all involved.

Steve


I worked with Mr. Lundberg for a few months at WYBR in Rockford IL. The year was 1978 and I will say that the man did have a golden voice. He did a Saturday night show with Easy Listening and MOR music. I was only 18 at the time and remember that a syndicated show played “An Open Letter “ and that Mr. Lundberg did an update on his show. I don’t remember what he said. I have to say that he introduce me to some vary good music such as Nancy Wilson. I was wondering what had happened to him and was surfing the net and came across this blogg.


releasae date 11-11-1967


dear terri, i presume that you may not fall that far from vic’s family tree. you too have a magic way with words and have as much knowledge of your ouw kin (brothers or cousins) as he did of his own daughter. be careful how you judge becauce you may also be judged


live and let die


Wonder if maybe PBS’s American Experience could do a special on Lundberg?


Hey Scott,

Are you a relative?

Truth is, dear sir, I did fall far from that family tree and thankfully so. Everything I am can be attributed to a devoted and brilliant mother. Also loving sibs.

Yes, I do know my cousins. Or, perhaps I should say at this age I know of them. Glady’s (Vic’s sister) son was just out here a couple of years past for visit.

Candy stays in touch and she is Marie’s (Vic’s sister) daughter.

Ted (Vic’s brother) had 2 children whom we have never had the opportunity to meet. I would like to as Ted was a remarkable man.

Ed (Vic’s brother) had 5 children with whom we were close as youngsters. However, they chose to disassociate when the family separated. I did visit with Kate, Ed’s wife, and Grandma Bo in CA prior to Grandma Bo’s death. Kate did not choose to continue the relationship afterwards. At this writing, I believe 2 of their 5 children are passed.

Sister knows David, second son to Vic. I do not. No, I’ve never pursued a relationship with either of the two half brothers. Frankly, I am not of the opinion that there is interest on either side. We certainly are not bound together through our memories of a loving father and, DNA does not a family make!

I do judge Vic. Who else, pray tell, would have the right to do so if not the seed of his loin? Please, don’t respond with something as transparent as God. However, I do not call him a hypocrite. I do believe and have said that, with reference to any of the lyrics of any narrative Vic did, the spoken words in no way were reflective of the person that was Victor Lundberg. Nor, did he ever live his life in the light of those words. It was pop culture of the day and it sold big.

Rapper’s epitomizing their lyrics are just as absurd.

Ciao for now! Are you a relative, Scott?


I read, with deep compassion, the words of Vic’s daughter (but wonder, however, why she choose to retain his name). I was a child when “Letter…” and “My Buddy Carl” came out and my older siblings played them constantly. As a young boy during the Vietnam era those words carried great heft. I seemed to have memorized them (particually “…except when we were pinned down in a mudhole and much too scared to talk…”). Then I did not hear the words or of them again until recently. They moved to that place in my recall so distant they almost seemed imagined. And then, through the wonder of the internet, I heard “My Buddy Carl” again. And now, as luck would have it, I discover the man with that incredible voice who made that brief recording so important to my impressionable yound mind, was a soundral. Oy vey.


sounds like another wisp in our lives.


Huuuuuum.

Looks like all’s been said about Victor Lundberg.

Until someone else comes along.


[...] SPIKE JONES, SHOOBIE TAYLOR, T. VALENTINE (”Hello, Lucille, Are You A Lesbian?”), VICTOR LUNDBERG, JACK WEBB, WILLIAM BENDIX, MRS. [...]


Hi,

I’d like to get in touch with Terri Lundberg because I am writing a short biography of Victor Lundberg for an upcoming music compilation on the Vietnam War. I can be reached at bill86862002@gmail.com

If the moderator can forward this to Ms. Lundberg, I would be much obliged as I am on a deadline.

Thanks,

Bill Geerhart


Victor is my Grand Father, I knew the man vaguely. I was just a small boy when he moved into our farm house, maybe 8 years old, can’t really recall. He would tell us stories of the War and drink booze until it killed him. I will always remember the dent he put in the couch from sitting their with his bottle. He left mementos from his life, including a Grammy nomination, sealed LP’s of “An Open Letter”, and other odds and ends.
You know I never knew about the troubles that Terri went through, that is something that my father probably didn’t want me to know about. I’m sure there are many things that I will never know but reading some of the posts that Terri has blogged about makes me feel weird, almost displaced. Like I don’t know my family history past my parents type of thing. I guess at this point it is what it is and I’ll move on but I just find it interesting…I always thought that Victor was someone to be proud of, apparently not. While he may be blood, I didn’t know this man and it was apparent that my parents really didn’t want me to know him either. I can tell you that my Father doesn’t inherit Vic’s traits and is a fun loving parent.

My parents have told me about you Terri and your brother, not much other than you are half brothers to my father and you live in Oregon. If you still visit the site I would like to touch base with you.

David Allan Lundberg


I remember this song well! My Dad loved this song and it brought tears to his eyes! If your a Viet Nam vet like my self you can really understand the meaning of this song ! Like so many vets who were either drafted or enlisted to accept their fate really can relate to the meaning and say their proud to have served. My Father was a WWII vet and so were 3 of his brothers all were proud of their service.So inconclusion this is one song that truly represents the reason this country has remained strong! Believe in America and fight for her well being! Sometimes when your forced to participate in an action your so scared of you really dont understand till many years later ! War is terrible you become an animal and live like one, but brotherhood will with stand eternity! Last but not least PRIDE IN YOUR SELF AND YOUR COUNTRY! Keep America strong follow old beliefs and the right to bear arms and protect your country and your self!Believe in right, and God !


Hey David,

Please know that I believe your father knew little of his father’s past. He and your mom lived for some time with Vic Jr. and Kaye in Arizona. However, I doubt that the younger Vic would have shared the conflicts of the past. Certainly your grandmother, Barbara, would neither have chosen to share such details given her involvement.

It’s gratifying to know that you have a fun and loving parent of whom you are proud and with whom you enjoy spending time. Perhaps your true legacy is that the chain broke with your father.

In truth, your great grandfather, also known as Victor E. Lundberg, was an alcoholic…of the street variety. This was the reason your great grandma bo didn’t stay with him. Gawd knows how this may have affected your grandfather.

Which isn’t to say that he gets a free pass for bad behavior. Nature ~ Nurture? In the end who really cares? Integrity, dignity, caring, compassion, consideration, strength of character and loving without condition are choices.

Intuitively or, if we allow ourselves to be guided by our intuition and soul, we do all know what it means to be an honorable person in every relationship gifted to us. We can choose to litter our paths with human debris or we chose to take the higher road, striving always to create a warm and safe place for the people that we love as partners, companions and friends, for the children that we create of our seed, or for the many that mysteriously touch our lives every day.

That Vic Sr., your grandfather, did not choose to be an honorable man is, in no way, a reflection of you or your immediate family. And, you should not, for one moment, feel displaced. Rather, feel blessed young sir, for you are!

Blessings Be,

Terri


Also for David…

I’m reticent to leave contact info on a public site. Perhaps you might be interested in speaking with the fellow who is claiming to do a biography piece but I am not. All that he could report is the PR crafted to create an image for that time. It seems quite evident to me that the meat will be missing.

Neither sister nor I live in Oregon. Vic and Kaye did for a relatively short period before Vic’s death. I’ll give thought to how we might be able to speak with one another. If you do continue to visit this site let me know.

It is unlikely that your dad has spoken of me. We haven’t met. Sister visited Vic often and met your dad and mom in Arizona, I think. I’ve tended away from relationships with Vic’s side of the family as, in my opinion, they literally deserted my mother and us when we needed the support of family.

As youngsters we spent memorable times with Harold, Marie and their kids. Sister still speaks with Candace. We also spent wonderful times with Ed, Kate and their kids. Prior to leaving MI in 1953, Gladys, Bob and their 2 boys were our constant companions. As I said earlier, I adored Ted, who was really the man/brother who came to the aid of our mom. I guess divorce meant a divorce from the entire extended family. Anyway, that’s how I have always viewed it to be.

But, I blather on. Again, let me know if you do still go to this site. Weird really that I checked on it after such a long time.

Ciao


Terri,

I’m one of the grand-kids of Ed & Kate Lundberg. I met Victor once, when he was in California visiting my family. I heard his record also….just wanted to let you know you have more family out here!!

Tamii


The Victor Lundberg – An Open Letter – at mediafire:

http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=50303f3a2026a2945a3d773badf214303088787c2f1cfd4c61390143435ec59c


Isn’t this intereting! Three Lundberg family members posting comments on the same site. A nephew and second cousin and we are each estranged from one another. Hey to you Tamii and I am aware of the many of us out there who are related to one another. Thank you for taking time to post. Do you know the names and/or whereabouts of Ted’s 2 children or his wife? I would love to tell them how remarkable their father/husband was and how very much he was loved by others in this family. He and Vic were not on great terms when Ted passed. Not that that matters. It would be nice to see Ted in his children and hear their memories of him. David certainly sounds like a warm and thoughtful man. I hope he checks back in sometime.

Regards,

Terri


Hey Terri,
I will talk to my Dad to see if he remembers Ted and his Family and if he has any info for you. Take care!

Tamii


Hey Tamii,

I’m sure your father will remember that my sister’s name is Tami…not a nickname…just Tami. However, she has simply been “sister” for more years than I can remember and I probably don’t speak her given name but once every few years.

It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen anyone in your family. Frankly, I’m not even certain that the names are logged correctly in my memory. It seems that Kate and Ed’s children were Arlene, Karen, David, Ed, and Tom. That’s digging through the cobwebs though so please accept my apology if I have mis-stated names.

I also seem to recall that Arlene loved to sew and, as a teenager, ran the machine needle through her finger. There is also a lingering memory of Kate and Ed having an indoor grill and nervous chihuahuas.

My brother may have had a bit of a crush on one of the gals. I distincly recall all of them singing and dancing to Elvis. Another lifetime so many years past.

Here’s hoping your dad knows of Ted. He left CA for Michigan in 1955. If he ever made trips back to CA we were not aware. There may have been family reunions though that could have brought him back.

Ciao for now.


David,

Sorry you haven’t checked back with this blog of sorts. Sister and I were contemplating coming to MI this Spring but then got news that Alma (maternal uncle’s surviving wife who lived in MI) recently died. As part of the motivation to journey that direction had to do with seeing Alma, we thought rather that we would head to S.F. where there is also much family from mom’s side.

We are committed though to making MI next year. Sister will be calling your folks and making the arrangements for 2011. We have many relatives there from both sides of the family…cousins exclusively I think now.

Anyway, it would be nice to meet with you. Sister indicated that you are, perhaps, a wildlife/hunting guide, working from Montana to Michigan. Sounds good to us if you are available without schedule conflicts.

I and my partner don’t presently hunt but are enthusiastic about guns and shoot when time allows. Cattle, however, occupy more time than we would prefer so leisure activities are back-burnered.

Here’s hoping that your life is full of health and happiness.

Ciao for now,

Terri


This whole VL section has really turned out to be a very interesting since I first discovered it 4 or 5 years ago.

But it’s got me think this.

Is it just me or does it seem like there’s just too many famous people who seem to wind up having so much trouble?

I don’t neccesarly put famous people on pedestals but always something when one like Lundberg who probably seemed like a well off person to those who idolized him, and as we see hearing from family mebmers here, he was far from that.

So odd.


What a fascinating series of messages, and in particular, the thoughtful and candid insights of Terri Lundberg. I am quite astounded that in the wake of her searing commentary, other people simply ignore the import of her words and write about how patriotic and meaningful his own words were in the song. I remember the song very well. It was October 1967, and I was recovering in Newport Naval Hospital after being blinded in my right eye. Instead of reveille, the nurse in the station would play music on a loudspeaker at 0600 each morning. It was usually Archie Bell and the Drells singing, “Tighten Up.” Occasionally it was the Beegees singing, “Going Back to Massachusetts.” And then for several mornings it was Mr. Lundberg. I can’t speak for my fellow vets, but to me it was such bullshit. It definitely woke me up. I had no truck with draft card burners, but I didn’t volunteer so that someone like mr. Lundberg could preach to me with patriotic music in the background. For all of the mellifluous voice, he sure sounded like a phony to me. I only found this blog because after forty plus years, I wanted to find out who the guy was who ticked me off so much during the months I lay there in that hospital. Thank you for being so honest Terri, and I hope that it has been helpful to put your memories down in such a candid way. Bob


HELLO TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE POSTED COMMENTS ,AND I,M VERY GLAD I STUMBLED ON TO THIS SIGHT TOTALLY BY ACCIDENT.IWAS DOING SOME MUSIC RESEARCH THE OTHER NIGHT .WELL I AM 47 YEARS OLD NOW , AND IWAS OF AGE OLD ENOUGH IN 1968 TO REMEMBR THE LETTER .AS I GREW UP I LOST THE 45 THAT MY DAD HAD GIVEN ME BY VICTOR LUNDBERG,AS WELL NOW AS I CAN RELATE TO THE VIETNAM ERA AS COMPARED TO TODAY,S IRAQ AND AFGHANISTAN ,BOTH MY FATHER AND UNCLE ARE VETERANS OF THAT ERA . I WILL TRY TO COME TO THE POINT. ICAME ACROSS AN OPEN LETTER ON YOU-TUBE PLEASANTLY TO MY SURPRISE AS SOME OF MY FRIENDS AND I WERE TALKING ABOUT IT ON FACEBOOK .BUT READING ALL THAT I HAVE THIS MORNING HAS BEEN AN EYE OPENER FOR ME .EVEN THOUGH TH LETTER IS STILL AS RELEVANT TODAY AS IT WAS BACK THEN.AND TERRI I APPRECIATE , THE CMMENTS AND SHARING PART OF YOUR LIFE BY TAKING THE TIME TO DICUSS ,YOUR FEELINGS AND EXPERIENCES ,ON 1 LEVEL I CAN CERTAINLY RELATE TO YOUR UPBRINGING ALTHOUGH VERY DIFF. IT WAS MY MOTHER WHO WAS MORE THE BAD GUY IF YOU WILL ,AND SHE HAS SINCE PASSED WHEN SHE WAS 60 YEARS OLD. AND I HAD BEEN RESEARCHING MY BRAIN FOR THE B- SIDE OF THE LETTER UNTIL JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO.BY DISCOVERING IT FROM ONE OF THE OTHER MANS COMMENTS .ANY WAY I JUST WANTED TO THANK YOU FOR THE TIME YOU TOOK TO COMMENT CANDIDLY ON YOUR BACK GROUND ,


I enjoyed listening to the letter. It relly doesn’t matter to me who narrated it. Did this guy Lundberg write it? I enlisted in the USMC because I knew I was going to be drafted. Is this a family blog?


Barry, this is not a family blog, just estranged people meeting on the `net. It was interesting to find out what sort of person Victor Lundberg actually was.


I was a co-worker with Barbara at Lesco Homes, Martinsville, VA, 1959/60. Any informtion on her would be most appreciated. This is strictly for Auld Lang Syne sake.
Victor Lundberg, her husband, was the Sales Manager at the local Chrysler dealership.

Thank you in advance!


CLEAR


Jesse,

Sorry to say that I believe Barbara has passed. Their sons are well, last I heard, and living in Michigan. David might be the person to contact for memories about his mom. Good luck in your pursuit.


TERRI:

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REPLY. WHILE NOT WHAT I WISHED, IT’S GOOD TO HAVE CONFIRMATION.

I WISH YOUR AND YOURS A LONG AND HAPPY LIFR


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Wow! It has been some time since I’ve visited this site. Thought I would leave a few tidbits of news in that there are still those who seem to have interest.
The 100 year Lundberg family reunion happened this summer in Michigan. While we were unable to attend, David, our younger brother did. Oddly, or perhaps appropriately so, our branch of the family was the lost branch. Many Lundberg’s were simply amazed to have finally found our line of descendants. Amusing, really!
David had a wonderful time of it as reported to sister, who, as I have said, has contact with David. Farming is a long family tradition dating back to our gypsy roots in Varmland, Sweden. David is an organic farmer (who had no idea it was in his DNA) and fit right in with the clan. Relatives were delighted to know that all of us are out there.
Perhaps we will attend next year’s event. While on our schedule for this past summer, we just could not make it work.
Three of Vic’s known five children have faired well in life. That is some gratifying to know. Two sons have suffered more than any human should have to under any circumstances. 60 % is a bleak average in child rearing. But there you have it! Honest, heartfelt and without hostility.
Let us hope that the true message in any lyrics that Victor Lundberg uttered is that our humanity is our essence. The meaningful imprint we leave upon one another and this planet is now and will always be our humane care of one another.
Blessings be to all that ever take time to read this. And, finally, I would suggest that you be your own hero. Foster that in yourself that you look for in others.
Signing off!


Fascinating to read about the man as I recall hearing this album at a friend’s house several years back when we listened to, as usual, some 1960s music. Had never heard about the album so I was pretty fascinated at the time, regardless if the subject matter was such patriotic shit! (no offence…)

Anyhow, thanks for sharing all you have so far, Terri.
I wish you a good life futurewise.

Greetings from Sweden.


It has been nearly two years since I last checked in on this site. It is quite pleasing to see that the wonderment may have finally been dispelled.
To my Swedish relatives and onlookers (perhaps now gone), greetings to you all. Sister and I hope to journey there before we grow too old as many cousins have now had contact with us from Sweden as a result of our genealogical research. The research has been tremendously beneficial. Not only have we discovered a huge family tree both here and in Sweden but it has also helped us, in some small way, to get a different understanding of why Vic Lundberg Sr. may have been the person he was.
Life is a journey and its melody will long out last us despite those who would rather re-score this music.
Blessings be!