Apr 17, 2020 | A Day In My Life
It’s 4:30 AM. The sky is starting to lighten. My backpack is open on the already-made bed. I shove in my running shoes with extra socks stuff inside them, laptop, phone charger, and my clothes rolled into tight cylinders: three sets of underwear, t-shirts, an extra...
Apr 16, 2020 | A Day In My Life
Nineteen years ago, I was born as Quinn O’Neill, but keep that to yourself. For the next week I must be known as Katie Smith. I’m traveling from South Carolina to Georgia with my father, stepbrother and uncle. We’re all using false names. The tags and company name on...
Apr 15, 2020 | A Day In My Life
February 1912 This has been a terrible day. I’ve always known my family was a bit rackety. My grandmother married a Southerner, a Mr John Rolfe Church, during the Civil War, and left him the very next day. We had no notion why. And now the most terrible thing has...
Apr 14, 2020 | A Day In My Life
Hi, welcome to Knitorious! Are you looking for anything in particular? We sure do! We offer a variety of knitting classes. New classes begin each month. You don’t look familiar. . . I’m guessing you’re not local. Are you visiting Harmony Lake on vacation? Those...
Apr 11, 2020 | A Day In My Life
If you work at a job long enough, you start making assumptions – especially in cases like Tom Murphy’s. I’m Angela Richman, a death investigator for Chouteau County, Missouri, a patch of white privilege some 40 miles west of St. Louis. I work for the county medical...
Apr 7, 2020 | A Day In My Life
Los Angeles feels very far away. If I got in my car and started driving, I could be there in less than twenty-four hours. But it’s more than geographical distance that keeps me here in Washington State. My life has not gone as planned. As I sit in the Collier...
