Olga was so thin when she was young, they used to say that she should drink mud so that when she turned sideways, she would not disappear. She was a reluctant farm girl. She and her sisters would pull their sleeves down when they picked rocks so they would not get farmer tans. When she was very young, she only had one dress for church and one for chores which her mother had sewn. She did, nonetheless grow up to love fine clothes. In the summer of 1921, she took a job in Milwaukee as an aupair for a baby Turner. She wrote back that she saw more in one week in Milwaukee than she had in 4 years on the farm. She enjoyed shopping in downtown Milwaukee despite it being a long walk from her apartment. She returned with many stylish outfits. She wrote many letters from Milwaukee and the most affectionate ones were saved for her new sweetheart, Ingvold Olson. She invites him half-heartedly to play the field while she is gone. In fact, they courted for the next year and a half. They married on June 2, 1923. They had a very harmonious marriage and fought very little. She supplemented her husband's income by taking in wash. They took in various Hafeman brothers- George, Leonard and Johnny when they were experiencing hard times. The Olsons bought their first house around 1950. Olga grew exquisite poppies and made tea from them. She used to read tea leaves left in the bottom of the cup and had an uncanny ability to guess even the most well-disguised Christmas present. She was thrifty. Her grandson remembers a ball of string in her closet which she must have been adding to for decades. She lovingly preserved many of the photographs which he has submitted to genealogical sites over the years.
She was unfortunately very ill in the last decades of her life. She reached the great age of 89 when she rejoined the love-of-her-life, Ingvold.