
A Story’s Genesis: The Wind’s Kiss
The headstone — as you can see in the photograph I’ve included here — stood alone, at least thirty paces from any other marker in

The headstone — as you can see in the photograph I’ve included here — stood alone, at least thirty paces from any other marker in

In the summer of 1973, about six weeks after I had graduated from high school, one of my friends from elementary school, Danny Lopez, was

The reason I got involved in family history research was the standard reason. I wanted to know more about not just the forebears I personally

We’re so familiar with the phenomenon of information spreading ultra quickly and widely that we have a metaphor for it. We say the news item

I’ll be frank. I’m not the sort of guy who dives into the holiday-season spirit much. Not that I’m a bah-humbug Scrooge, but I’m just
When my great great great grandparents Rachel Starr and Jacob Strader reached Vermilion County, Illinois in the autumn of 1822, they had multiple households of

Once I had delved into genealogy thoroughly enough, I began enjoying one of the rewards I would have missed if I had invested myself in