My grandma Bella, my sweet hunchbacked European Jewish war survivor. Grandma had a brand on her arm and a small old brown suitcase in her closet that contained her cherished possessions, the only three pictures of her family that remained, a blanket, some money and a sterling silver candlestick; “just Read more…
For the most part, the people reading these stories are already likely on the “prepper train”, and each of you have good reasons to prepare for the unseen and unknown. This is my story and my reasons: After graduating from college, I ended up joining the Peace Corps. I lived Read more…
My name is Tiffany and I am 26 years old and a married mother of 3—and I am a prepper. The name “prepper” to me can be labeled on a catalog of different people. For me it started roughly 2 years ago when we moved our family back home and Read more…
For years I have had the fear of something happening and thought maybe I was alone in these thoughts until recently. I have been a closet food hoarder for several years but every Christmas I would box it up and donate it to a needy family. I was ashamed to Read more…
I think being prepared is part of life. You pack for a trip, you anticipate the things you will need and you acquire them before they are needed. It’s a way of life, a way of being responsible for yourself and your family. It’s about planning for the future just Read more…
I don’t have any friends among Preparedness fans and I know that none of my own friends are even remotely interested in reading this post. However, that said, I sincerely hope that the message I want to share will help validate and reinforce the belief among those who understand the Read more…
In the summer of 2002 my family moved to south Texas. My husband was working across the border in Mexico everyday. Our daughter was about to turn 3, and I was very pregnant with our first son. The news was full of reports of potential dirty bomb attacks and I Read more…
It seems everyone is joking about zombies these days. Having avoided horror movies most of our lives, we must admit we’re still not exactly sure what zombies are. We are not worried about preparing for something that doesn’t seem like reality though. What we do worry about is not having Read more…
I grew up in a small town in Minnesota where nobody seemed to have their own name until they were an adult- and until that time, you were “John Olsen’s boy,” or “Jean Brown’s eldest daughter.” With the older generation, you were “Gertrude Johnson’s grandchild,” even when you were an Read more…
My husband and I often are asked about why we would need to be prepared more than minimally. We share with people how it has benefited us personally. When we moved out of the city and into the country, we chose to live away from nosy neighbors and have a Read more…