And so it begins…………………….

A dusty box of photographs that hasn’t seen daylight in years, an old cookbook with notes in the margins, family heirlooms tucked away in a drawer, bundles of cards and letters, and of course, the stories told around the kitchen table.  This is what breathes life into my ancestors and goes beyond the paper trail of documents left behind.  The lives I to want know, share, and not forget.

And so it begins……………………………………………..