Introduction
Hello to everyone who stumbles onto this little page of the Internet. As I indicated in my blog blurb, I am interested in true crime stories, which often turn out to be stories about murder. I used to read books (both nonfiction and novels) and newspaper articles about such things but with the advent of the internet age and all the change that brought on, I've largely switched to listening to podcasts about true crime (alongside most of the world, apparently). I am a mother as well as other things that I do and am. Especially when the victims are children, but even when they are adults, I tend to mourn them as I would mourn the deaths of my children. I find that this truly weighs on my heart as I'm listening to the details of the demises of various people. I've been pondering what I could possibly do to ameliorate a tiny part of the utter indignity that is a part of being a victim of crime. I'd like for the tales of the victims to possibly shine a bit so we can...