It’s Sunday again, and I’ve decided to move my efforts to a sunny location, full of pillows and lemonade. I’m editing one of my favorite scenes (if you can say favorite over something that’s actually really sad) — the siblings’ departure from their mother’s house. I suppose I like it because I feel I’ve gotten the raw emotion of the situation down. Well, better get back to it. These Sundays never seem to last long enough.
In 2006, I began to make good on the childhood promise I made my Grammy. I would discover the truth about my Grandpa Phil's life. No one -- not my father, my aunt or my extended family -- could imagine the story I uncovered. This is the story of how one girl met the grandfather she never knew, and loved him even more because of what she found. The Ground Rules All photographs and research materials are copyright to their respective owners or Lara Brenckle. All blog copy, as well as the story of Phil Brenckle's life, is copyright to Lara Brenckle. All information here is presented in a journalistic format. Reactions are to discoveries made as I uncovered them. I reserve the right to revise and correct those impressions based on new material. Anyone having alternate theories is welcome to present them in the comments. Like any good journalist, I am always open to a correction. Corrections will be handled with a new post stating that it is a correction to previous information, but previous information may not be deleted. This blog is a record of a personal discovery and that path takes many, many turns.
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