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No Family Heirloom, But… Those Rings!

The ring I liked less became one of the most beautiful things

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I haven’t grown up with the idea that as the firstborn I will inherit the family heirloom and give it on to my firstborn. There was nothing on either my father or mother’s side that was valuable enough — in sentiment, not money — to be an…




We publish memoirs, personal essays, and fictional memoir. Creative stories unpacked from the nostalgic hope chests of our lives.

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Marie A. Rebelle

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