The conclusion of Eugene Fisher's story remained elusive until I went back to the foundation of it. And by rebuilding the beginning, I found the ending.
Here’s where the story ends…or does it?
Annie Gets a Maiden Name
Sometimes, a cheat day - and a fresh start - are the only tools needed to knock down one very stubborn brick wall.
His Shadow Self
What happens to an individual when the wrong things are nurtured? What if a certain hotheaded, domineering, smarmy ancestor of mine was actually NONE of those things?
Valentine’s Day, and Other Rabbit Holes
Curiosity about my step-third-great-grandmother led me down an ancestral rabbit hole, and there I found a tragic story of love, loss, and survival. It seems fitting to tell her story on Valentine's Day, the anniversary of their final farewell.
Baugh, Bass, and Beyond 