A Promise Kept
I can feel the strain through the thread. I am over effusive; she is cordial. Don’t touch me
A Gift Passed Along
If you took a moment and stepped inside, you were quickly overcome by the smell of dust, of pages, of history, of life itself
A Gift Passed Along
I found out that fiction can transport, uplift, and connect you to something bigger then yourself
Why I Do What I Do
“Come and join us!” he shouted. “We need you. Help us bring these remains to a Jewish burial!”
A Gift Passed Along
As I conjure that precious, long-ago image, one word wells up within me. Just one word: Dignity



































































