My audio transcriptions

Hello and welcome. Today, we’re stepping into a Europe on its knees—and watching how, against all odds, it stood up differently. Not a dusty tragedy, but an economic earthquake: the Black Death. Pictu...

Hello and welcome. Today we’re traveling back to a moment when Europe felt like it was coming apart at the seams. Picture a busy Mediterranean port in the late 1340s—sails billowing, spices and silks ...

Hello and welcome. Let’s start with a question that sounds simple but never is: when and where did the first witch hunts begin? We want a neat answer. History gives us a messy one. So here’s the momen...

Hello and welcome. Grab a seat, because today we’re stepping into a world where time itself was a tool of power. I want to take you into the Persian Empire, not through its battles or palaces, but thr...

Hello and welcome. Picture this: you open your eyes in the Achaemenid Persian Empire, and before you even think about your morning tea, your day is already mapped out—not by a planner, but by a sacred...

Hello and welcome to a conversation about fear, power, and the stories we tell when times get hard. Close your eyes and picture a European village four hundred years ago. Late winter. Frozen fields. E...

Hello and welcome. Today I want to walk through a part of history that looks like a dark mirror—one that reflects not just the past, but who we still are. I’m talking about the European witch hunts, a...

Hello and welcome. Let’s start with a big question: how do we make sure women’s achievements are recognized in the historical record? Too often, we treat this like a quick fix—add a name here, a post ...

Hello and welcome. I’m glad you’re here, because today we’re opening a door many were told didn’t exist. We’re stepping into the rooms where women’s achievements were made, recorded—and then quietly s...

Hello and welcome. Picture this: you’re walking down a street you’ve driven a thousand times, and suddenly you hear a story about a baker who kept the neighborhood fed during a long winter, or a jazz ...

Hello and welcome. I’ve spent the last few years sitting with teachers, museum folks, librarians, and community organizers from all over the country—people who care deeply about the places they call h...

Hello and welcome. Today we’re traveling back to 1692, but not for a ghost story. This is a story about us—about fear, power, and what happens when a community stops asking the most important question...

Hello and welcome. Come with me to an August afternoon in East Texas, the kind of hot that makes the air feel like syrup. I’m in the back of a pickup with a box of acid-free folders on my knees, tryin...

Hello and welcome. When I first stepped into community engagement, I had one big question: what actually works when you want to celebrate local history in the U.S.? Not splashy parades—gatherings wher...

Hello and welcome. Let me start with a question that changed everything for me: do you know where your drinking water starts? I asked that to forty middle schoolers in a cafeteria in southwest Ohio. T...

Hello and welcome. Today we’re talking about bringing your town’s story to life online—without drowning in hashtags or chasing empty likes. After a decade helping U.S. communities, school districts, a...

Hello and welcome. If you’ve ever launched an oral history project in a school, library, or community group, you know this: it’s not the microphone that makes or breaks you. It’s the paperwork, the tr...

Hello and welcome. Come with me to an August morning in East Texas. I’m riding in the back of a pickup with a box of acid-free folders on my knees, trying not to let them slide into a puddle of sweet ...

Hello and welcome. If you’ve ever held a mysterious object—a bell, a ledger, a quilt, a radio—and wondered, Is this real? Is the story true? this is for you. After years helping schools and local hist...

Hello and welcome. Today, I want to take you somewhere you can’t get to with a map—into the sound of a place. Picture this: I’m in a small-town museum in the Upper Midwest, holding a steel lunch pail ...