Before there were stories, there were people.
They never imagined someone would one day write about them.
They weren’t trying to leave a legacy.
They were simply living their lives.
Planting gardens.
Making pie.
Reading books.
Showing up.
Laughing around kitchen tables.
Doing the ordinary work of loving a family.
Years later, I find myself realizing they left me far more than memories.
They left me ways of seeing the world.
These are the people you’ll meet throughout Spring Valley Loop.
Some appear often.
Some only briefly.
Each helped shape who I became.
Perhaps they’ll remind you of someone from your own story.
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