Dept. of Heirlooms Snoopy and Woodstock at My Parents’ WeddingHad my mom and dad got married back home in Taiwan, they would have splashed out for a banquet. Instead, they had a potluck at a rec center on campus. By Hua Hsu | |
Dept. of Heirlooms The Rescued Portrait of My Italian GrandmotherHow a matriarch’s image was lost and found. By Jill Lepore | |
Dept. of Heirlooms Making Peace with a Precious Chess SetMy great-grandfather was one of the most eminent figures in American chess. But his passion didn’t quite run in the family. By Rachel Syme | |
Dept. of Heirlooms The Cowbell That Could Have Been an HeirloomIt’s not so easy to hold on to things and hand them down. Families splinter, things get broken. By Claire-Louise Bennett | |
Dept. of Heirlooms The Songs That Made Church a Home“Lead Me, Guide Me” was the first hymnal commissioned for African American Catholics. But it was also something passed down, like faith itself. By Vinson Cunningham | |
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