Sierra didn't set out to be the family history person. it started with a shoebox of photos in a relative's closet, most of them unlabeled, everyone squinting into the sun. she spent one sunday trying to sort them and, four years later, she's technically still sorting.
somewhere in there she got obsessed. late nights chasing a name spelled three different ways, a handcart ancestor she still can't prove. then she realized her facts didn't sound like people, so she started writing them down the way she'd tell them out loud. that's the whole class. she's teaching what she taught herself. she's a barista in lehi and does 3d printing on the side.
