Episode 9: Mischief, Mortality, and Michigan

In Indiana’s woods and on a Michigan farm, mischief flirted with mortality. Childhood summers shimmered with laughter and thrill, kinships flickered and faded, and memory gathered the echoes.

Campfires crackled, horsehair clung; river water swallowed, onion rings flew. Each small moment stitched into the fabric of becoming. Joy and danger entwined, teaching me that even the brightest moments carry shadows.

Two summers stand apart: radiant, perilous, unforgettable. They taught me I was mortal, and they shaped who I became. Two summers. Two echoes. Mischief, mortality, and Michigan.

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If you’ve ever wondered whether the small moments of your life matter— They do. Right now is one of them.

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