Last week, I opened a box of archival file folders that we ordered for an on-site project in which we are sorting, cataloguing and filing over a thousand documents, photos and clippings. The sturdy creamy white folders I held in my hand were a true tactile experience, and they will surely protect the documents we place in them. (Luckily my business partner overlooks my quirky penchant for office supplies.)

My Facebook news feed is full of Fathers' Day tidbits, including a Story Corps piece from a single dad who adopted a troubled seven year old boy, and the NPR song of the day - a musical tribute to fathers from hard-rock band Guyz Nite.

As a diarist, the image of my journals going up in flames makes me cringe. But that’s what happened accidentally to George Patton, son of the iconic Gen. George S. Patton, Jr.

On May 6th, a mother in Reno shipped a box of photos chronicling her son's passage through childhood off to Beyond the Trees. On May 28th, with a week to spare before his high school graduation, she was holding a 100-page bookstore quality book containing their best family memories and photos, ready for wrapping.