memories

  • Memory Monday: Memorial Day

    I’ve always had an interest in my ancestors and where they came from. I spend most of my time working on my mom’s side of the family (usually the Martin’s and Amerman’s, but Bartl, too) partly because I grew up sitting around a table with the adults playing pinochle and listened to all their stories

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  • Mom’s Request: part 1

    Mom’s Request: part 1

    A few weeks ago, my therapist asked me if I thought I would move back to the midwest after we spent some time exploring what brought me to Alaska at 11 years old. “Yes.” I said. “At some point.” I could feel her eyes on me through the screen (we meet virtually). “I want to

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