Stories, oral history can feel like a flock of birds – all wings and feathers. A flurry – overwhelming, suffocating, intoxicating and fleeting.
Good stories, whether they be fictional or a historical encounter, open the mind to questions as well as paths to more stories. Recast, revised, rewritten by forever new authors to suit their own world view. Like the children’s game, stories are broken down and mutated as they travel through the telephone lines of time.