Pieces: the Truth in the Treasure

It’s been just over a year since I first ventured into the world of amateur mudlarking.  (While this is not a profession anymore, a few clicks down the Instagram rabbit hole of mudlarks around the world might convince you otherwise. There are some out there who have truly mastered the craft and, in my mind, …

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An Irish Christmas

It's dark and quiet as I sit and listen to the clock tick this early morning while I drink my tea. I'm back in the corner of the couch in the kitchen I've sat in a thousand times before, contemplating Christmas, family, and jet lag. We're home in Ireland for Christmas!! This is the first …

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Be who you are, be the change

I remember Election Night 1992 very well. My sisters and I stayed up late to watch Rocky IV (as you do) while my parents were out at a party, and we switched it off to hear the final results.  We heard the newscaster read the percentages and say that Beverly Barnhart had won our precinct, and …

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