An upheaval is inevitable

By Story of America Team
I come from a tiny village in the far northwest corner of Minnesota. When I was growing up, you waived to the customs officials and border patrol guards, because they knew you and they trusted you. That is now a dim memory, especially since 9/11.   I began to question things in the 1990s. As

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Not a Monster’s Daughter

By Story of America Team
On December 30, 1973, I was born Holly D. Trexler to an eighteen year old young woman in Cleveland, Ohio. On March 5, 1975, I was permanently placed into the home of my adoptive family and my name was changed to Megan A. Collins. I have always known I was adopted. My mother spent endless […]

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I feel politically stranded

By Story of America Team
I grew up in rural southeastern Indiana. All in all, it was a good place to grow up. I got to spend my time camping, hunting, fishing, and playing in the woods. I did grow up with parents who never made a ton of money, but I was happy enough when left alone.   Both my […]

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Hand to Mouth by Lila Little

By Story of America Team
My name is Lila Little. This is my story.  I was born in Saudi Arabia in the 1950s, while my father worked for Aramco. Lila is an Arabic name. It means Night. I am 57 now, and so many memories flow through me, and the tears flow out. I have not always been poor, but […]

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Why should we talk to each other?

By Story of America Team
Since I began my journey advocating for civil and informed dialogue, many people have made dismissive comments about the idea of dialogue and deliberation. I want to state again why dialogue is so important. First of all, dialogue is always necessary for peacefully resolving

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