John Williamson wasn't the type to wait around and hope. On a cold winter night in 1870, he took action and helped, and he paid with his life. And had it not been for a single spelling alteration, I might never have found him at all.
52 and You
1 year + 52 Ancestors = 88,222 words written. But I still haven't answered that final question. What DO I want future generations to know about me?
The Doppelganger
Michael Patrick Holmes was a thief, but he didn't steal cars or money. Tragically, he stole a life.
The Bee Man’s Dad
Jesse Rowe started a new life at age 63. Why did he leave everything behind? And what was the deal with all those bees?