My Name is Hammurabi: King of Babylon I was born in the great city of Babylon, a place of clay-brick homes, temple towers rising toward the heavens, and canals that fed our fields and our lives. My father was King Sin-Muballit, and from the moment I first opened my eyes, the weight of a kingdom rested on my future. Babylon was not yet the most powerful city in Mesopotamia, but it pulsed with ambition, trade, and divine purpose. The gods of our land, led by mighty Marduk, watc

My Name is Sir Arthur Evans: Archaeologist and Excavator of Knossos I was born into a world of books, maps, and artifacts, raised by a father who himself was a collector and scholar of ancient cultures. My earliest memories include wandering halls filled with antiquities and listening to stories of faraway civilizations. These tales stirred something within me—a desire not only to read about the past but to touch it, uncover it, and bring forgotten worlds back into the light.

My Name is Charles Carroll: Statesman and Last Living Signer of the Declaration I was born in 1737 into a world shaped by faith, wealth, and exclusion. As a Catholic in the British colony of Maryland, I belonged to a minority denied political power, barred from public office, and often viewed with suspicion. My family’s estate, Carrollton, stood as proof that prosperity could flourish even under such restraints, but privilege did not shield us from the reality that we were su

My Name is Abigail Adams: Witness to a Revolution and First Lady of the Republic I was born on November 22, 1744, in the small town of Weymouth, Massachusetts. My father was a Congregational minister, and my mother came from a long line of New England families who valued education and moral duty. Although girls of my time were rarely given formal schooling, I learned eagerly at home, reading every book I could find in my father’s library. From childhood, I understood that kno

My Name is Henry Lee III “Light-Horse Harry”: Soldier, Statesman, and Defender of the Early American Republic I was born in 1756 on the banks of the Potomac River in Westmoreland County, Virginia, into a family that had long enjoyed respect and influence in the colony. From an early age I was trained in classical studies, horsemanship, and public duty—skills that would shape my future more profoundly than I could have imagined. Life in Virginia was a blend of refinement and r

My Name is Sebeos: Bishop, Chronicler, and Witness to the Upheavals of My Age I was born in the rugged lands of Armenia, where mountains rise like ancient guardians and every valley carries memories of kingdoms long vanished. My youth was shaped by the rhythms of village life, the melodies of church liturgy, and the ever-present tension between empires that loomed around us. From an early age I felt drawn toward the church, not only for its spiritual solace but also for the l

My Name is Edmund Jennings: Diplomat, Observer, and Voice Between Two Worlds I was born in the Colony of Virginia in 1731, the son of a family that moved comfortably in both British and colonial circles. From childhood I lived with one foot in America and the other in Britain, traveling back and forth across the Atlantic. These early crossings shaped me, for I grew to understand that life on either side of the ocean was not a world apart but part of a shared, complicated stor

My Name is Al-Tabari: Historian, Scholar, and Keeper of the World’s Memory I was born in the city of Amol in Tabaristan, a lush and mountainous region south of the Caspian Sea. From my earliest memories, I was drawn to learning with a passion that surprised even my parents. Before most children had mastered their letters, I had already begun memorizing the Qur’an. By the age of seven, I stood among scholars reciting passages, absorbing the words not only with my ears but with

My Name is William Irvine: General and Statesman of the Early Republic I was born in 1741 in County Fermanagh, Ireland, where the rolling green fields and firm Presbyterian traditions shaped my earliest years. My family instilled in me a sense of discipline, education, and moral duty. As a young man, I studied medicine, believing that knowledge of healing would allow me to serve both community and country. Yet even as I practiced medicine, I felt drawn to broader pursuits—lea

My Name is Isidore of Charax: Geographer, Traveler, and Recorder of Parthian I was born in Charax, a city that sat at the meeting point of cultures, caravans, and kingdoms. Whether my birthplace was Charax Spasinou at the mouth of the Persian Gulf or one of the many Charaxes scattered across the Near East, I grew up where merchants, soldiers, and ambassadors mingled. From my earliest days, I heard tales of far-off cities, desert kingdoms, and mountain strongholds carried alon