Gone on the last day of winter
She was a strong woman. My grandma. The head of the family. Independent. Hardworking. Always there for us. And then one day, she was...
Guba, dido, chort
One of the greatest days in Rusyn life is Christmas. It doesn't matter which date we observed it throughout the years, but we were Greek...
Grandma's golden hands
When my grandma retired, she took up two new hobbies: going to church and embroidery. When we came over for the weekend, she loved...
A childish "break-in"
Now, I don't remember how old exactly I and my sister were when we decided to go on an expedition to this house. It belonged to my dad's...
A voice from the Carpathian mountains
My childhood memories are so dear and so special to me that I don't want them to fade away with age. So I decided to be recording my...