As a child Daniel loved the Christmas tree.

He never allowed his parents to discard it and for months the tree stood needle-less on the balcony.

Six years old Daniel spent a Christmas in the mountain cabin with his mother and his sister.

He refused to come with them to find a Christmas tree. They went alone and came back with a beautiful tree.

Daniel was extremely upset and sawed off the top.

He did not explain it himself but his sister now believes that the root of his distress was the fact that his family was not all gathered that Christmas.

The tree on the Land Rover is only the upper fourth of a huge fir tree that was taken down to open up the view from Sagatun, the home of Daniel's sister Lo and her husband Pancho.

When the tree fell to the ground the very top broke and has been tied back on with rope.

Daniel was given the alias Snöflingan (Snowflake) in Riksgränsen. He continued to on occasion be called and to call himself by that name.

I stand corrected.

The Christmas tree seems to have been of importance to Daniel longer than I knew.

He acquired this small man-made tree in his teens.

He placed it on a shelf over the headboard of his bed.

It was originally equipped with tiny electric bulbs.

They eventually broke down and were replaced by our mother with wooden apples.

When she once removed the tree, probably in spring-time, Daniel immediately asked to get it back.