Archives After Hours

Every life leaves a story, a thread to be picked up and teased out by succeeding generations after everyone who knew the stories is gone. 

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Somehow, these kinds of stories find me, and the trip down the rabbit hole of discovery and connection is its own reward, regardless of how the story is eventually shared.

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That's the origin of this blog. I bought a box of letters and photographs, and even the first afternoon's work of organizing by correspondent and date posed its own questions that I can't wait to have answered. And it occurred to me: this is the best part, the discovery, and maybe others would enjoy following the trail along with me.