Industrial Hall

  • A Place Called Home

    In some ways, my archival journey began the moment I first stepped through the front door of my house—though I didn’t realize it at the time. There was a quiet pull inside me, a yearning to uncover the stories hidden… Continue reading

    A Place Called Home
  • Tailor Made

    On countless Sunday mornings, my husband Tim and I have enjoyed eating breakfast together on Schwenksville’s high street.   We could easily walk there, but most often we drive the short distance, parking on the bumpy, stone lot that is… Continue reading

    Tailor Made