This final batch of wax cylinder recordings brings us to the end of our investigation. I can’t say I feel ready to file it away. Considering all we’ve heard, what might linger?
Anything we leave behind can only tell a partial truth. Artifacts can’t speak for us, but by working together, I do believe we reached a deeper understanding of Lenora Bowen.
Her circumstances were singular, beyond what most of us will ever experience, but listening to her haunting struggle revealed something essentially, horrifically human. The song of her life is one we all sing. I can’t explain it, but that’s a truth I now feel in my bones, and I want to thank you all for helping me get there.
I don’t know if I will have the resources to continue the investigation beyond this collection of wax cylinders, but should future discoveries unspool ... I know I’ll be able to count on you to help me assemble them.
