When my mother passed away and left her old house in my care, I was lost. My childhood home was to be swept of all possessions so that the place …
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metronome of knife to cutting board a chorus of sounds my eyes well up as she continues without a single tear down the hall, the piercing smells overtake us she …
I came to Canada four and a half years ago to study, a few months after my eighteenth birthday. It’s an age where my views of the world and my …
My cousin recently found these mugshots of our older relatives when they immigrated to New York from China in 1864. Apparently they were arrested for fraud, but it was really …