Private photo: Marianne Bjørneboe on the left, then Therese and Suzanne. Otherwise Jens and Tone.
BJøRNEBOE / In this essay, Jens Bjørneboe's eldest daughter reflects on a lesser – known psychological side of her father.

One year before my father died, I wrote in the diary "Dad is old." He was 54 years old and had just bought a house on an island in Vestfold. With this he wanted both to "start anew" to look ahead, and to "travel back" to what he missed from his childhood: salt water, fishing and boating. He had many times throughout his life sought to find "home", physically as well as mentally. In this lay a hope of finding peace. As a writer, he appealed especially to young people and heard so. . .

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