Before streaming took over, Redbox was our weekend ritual. Here’s how six months of $1 rentals, jump scares, and popcorn turned into something unforgettable — and how my best friend made it all matter.
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.