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Saintly 60: Svalbard Church celebrating six decades of bringing the highest spirits to the world’s northernmost town

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Tone Nødtvedt says Svalbard Church still looks pretty much the same as when it opened 60 years ago and became her childhood home because her father, Erling, was its first priest. It’s spirit is also largely the same, thanks to a main interior where the social gathering space was vastly expanded from the original plans – making it larger than the space for services – at her father’s insistence.

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Tone Nødtvedt presents a slideshow about life in Longyearbyen in the 1950s on Tuesday at Svalbard Church, where her father was the first priest when the church opened in 1958. Photo by Mark Sabbatini / Icepeople.

“He wanted it to be a place for the workers,” she said, noting there was a shortage of places for them to gather for creative and social activities at the time.

Nowadays a “fireplace social” with waffles and coffee takes place every Tuesday evening. Nødtvedt, who left Longyearbyen with her family when she was nine, returned to the world’s northernmost church during this week’s gathering to present pictures and stories about her early experiences at the church and elsewhere in Longyearbyen during the 1950s.

It was one of a series of events celebrating the church’s 60th anniversary that includes a birthday party Saturday afternoon, a celebratory Mass on Sunday morning and a concert Sunday evening.

Nødtvedt said that in addition to the building remaining much the same, there’s also similar qualities between her father and the current priest, Leif Magne Helgesen, in terms of their active hands-on approach to community involvement.

“My father before the church came would have to go to Stormessa to put up posters about what was happening,” she said. “So he met and talked to everyone.”

“He had to bring in coal loads and got really dirty. He would clean floors. He didn’t sit in his office waiting for people to come to him. In that way he’s similar.”

Helgesen, who is departing early next month to become an ambulant seaman’s minister in Asia, said he timed his departure to ensure he would be here the for landmark anniversary. He will preside over the celebratory Mass along with Bishop Emeritus Per Oskar Kjølaas.

Photos taken by Nødtvedt’s father showing the church’s construction and early days that she posted on her Facebook page prompted plenty of people to offer momentary and long-time memories.

“I was married there on New Year’s Eve 2003,” wrote Sylvi Andresen, a longtime teacher now living in Harstad. “Snowstorms shook and tore at the church walls, it was minus 30 degrees, no guests, just our little one-year-old son. Fantastic experience! I also went to Sunday school there.”

“My big sister was married there, I was confirmed there, and my little sister was both baptized and confirmed there,” wrote Anne Røren Lien, who’s now an administrative director for a newspaper in Hokksund. “And not only that, I went to my first year of secondary school there and my second-oldest sister went to her third year of secondary school there.”

Planning for the church began after World War II because the former church, like most buildings in Longyearbyen, were destroyed during the war. But it took nearly a decade before it officially opened on Aug. 24, 1958.

 

 

Schedule of upcoming anniversary events

Saturday, Sept. 15
• 1 p.m.: Birthday party for all ages featuring food, games and music.

Sunday, Sept. 16
• 11 a.m.: Mass celebrating church’s 60th birthday by Priest Leif Magne Helgesen and Bishop Emeritus Per Oskar Kjølaas.
• 7 p.m.: Concert by Ole Paus.

Tuesday, Sept. 18
• 7 p.m.: Presentation: “The Church in the North” by Bishop Emeritus Per Oskar Kjølaas.

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Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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