Why Finding the Notes Behind the Ledger at the Local Bank Changed Everything I Thought I Knew About My Family
You tend to think you know the rhythm of your own family after fifty years of watching them...
Author: Katherine C. Lund
The Mark of a Chicago Winter: Why My Routine $250 Mole Removal Upended Forty Years of Family Lies
The exam room smelled like rubbing alcohol and fresh paper, that crisp, clinical scent that usually makes you...
Why Finding a Walled-Off Room in Our Old Wisconsin Dairy Barn Changed Everything
We bought the old Miller dairy place last April for sixty-eight thousand five hundred dollars, cash on the...
Why Finding Dad’s Secret Note Inside an Old Sewing Kit Changed My Whole Family
You spend years showing up every single Tuesday afternoon with groceries, sweeping the linoleum floor in the kitchen...
The Mimosa Toast That Exposed the Thirty Thousand Dollar Secret My Family Kept
The rain against the rental car window had that particular flat, heavy sound that usually meant Indianapolis traffic...
Why Fixing a Stranger’s Broken Bicycle at Midnight Restored My Purpose After Retirement
The green digital numbers on the old GE clock radio on my workbench read 11:40 when the sound...
The Drawer of Unsent Years and the Graduation Letter That Broke My Silence
The cedar drawer in my mahogany nightstand has not held a single piece of paper since last Tuesday...
The Price of a School Sweater That Cost My Daughter Her Health
The grey digital numbers on the old alarm clock beside my bed read 5:12 when the knocking started....
The Sunday Legacy: What Twelve Years of Grocery Bags Left Me in Ezra’s Battered Suitcase
Twelve years is a long time to walk the same thirty paces of gravel driveway every single Sunday...
Why Subpoenaing My Church Summer Camp Records Exposed a Multi-Year Cover-Up
The grey digital numbers on the dashboard clock of my sedan read 4:52 in the afternoon when I...