About Kerry Chaput
About Kerry Chaput
As a little girl, history came alive around me.
My father was a US History teacher. Back in the ‘80s, he hosted his honors history class in our living room every week. I would hide behind the couch and listen to sixteen and seventeen-year-olds debate history. They were animated, engaging, and downright cool. Sometimes I’d spend sick days in the back of his classroom listening to lectures, and student history projects filled our house.