One childhood memory still echoes louder than the rest—a single phone call that changed everything. In that moment, time slowed, voices blurred, and nothing felt the same again. This is the story of what I heard, what I felt, and how one quiet call carved itself into the center of my growing up.
Vicky Edwards is a writer, storyteller, and lifelong observer of life’s everyday messes. She blogs about memories, grandkids, life, and all the weird little moments in between—some of it’s true(ish), some of it’s not, but it’s all accompanied by a tear or a smile. She’s written for The DeQueen Dispatch, contributed to national history projects, and served as an editorial assistant for The Lindenwood Review.