By Catherine Ulrich Brakefield        In last month’s blog, Eleanor’s parents had passed away, and she and her brother were now orphans....

by Sherry Shindelar The story of Cynthia Anne Parker captured my heart a couple decades ago, and she still haunts my imagination. Reconstruc...

This is the PART TWO of my two-part post about Cincinnati, Ohio in 1870. I had gathered so much research for my recent book, A Whole New Pla...

Imagine seventy years ago, walking a street in Eddyville, Kentucky, a small town on the banks of the Cumberland River. You’d hear the whistl...

By Kathy Kovach Storytelling is as old as time. It’s how God wired us. I’m sure Moses sat near the fire, regaling the Israelites with st...

by Denise Farnsworth By the middle of the 1830s, the Georgia Gold Rush was in full swing. Miners who had first filled their pockets (or goos...