I didn’t know what soccer was actually. I was coming home from school one day and saw a poster on the wall that they were having tryouts. I told my mom that I wanted to try out.
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We got to talk to the great Morna Gerrard, the librarian for Women’s, Gender, and Sexuality collections at […]
Fannin County, Georgia is a rapidly changing place. The best-known town in the county is Blue Ridge, which […]
We were delighted to see one of the first posts in our Unofficial Archives series featured on the […]
Quilting, for my family, is all but a lost art, passed down from the matriarch of each family […]
My aunt Paulina Cabrera and her mother Maria Dolores flirtingly pose and proudly display a bunch of green […]
When the opportunity to hold a microphone during a Gary Soto interview came up, I leapt at it. […]
I was fourteen years old when I first heard the story of my great grandfather Mateo Espinosa. My […]
