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Eleanor and I met by accident.

It was an ordinary day. I was browsing Pearl for eye-catching content, humming along to whatever song dribbled from my computer’s speakers. Scrolling, scrolling, endlessly scrolling, until—a specter, a ghostly figure in white, prompted me to pause, my finger hovering atop my mouse.

Or—no. Not a ghost. A woman. She is wearing a white, long-sleeved gown that brushes the forest floor. She is leaning against the bark of a slim young tree, her hands behind her back. A...

Each month, the Presbyterian Historical Society is diving deep into the archives and sharing stories from the family and personal papers in our collections. This month, we’re highlighting the Anna B. Criswell Papers.

What better way to celebrate Women’s History Month than by exploring an archival collection that illustrates the life of a woman dedicated to her church, her pupils, her family, and her own happiness?

Record...