Daphne Maritch doesnt quite know what to make of the heavily annotated high school yearbook she inherits from her mother, who held this relic dear. Too dear. The late June Winter Maritch was the teacher to whom the class of 69 had dedicated its yearbook, and in turn she went on to attend every reunion, scribbling notes and observations after each one--not always charitably. In a fit of decluttering (the yearbook did not, Daphne concluded, spark joy), she discards it when she moves to a small New York City apartment. But when its found in the recycling bin by a busybody neighbor/documentary filmmaker, the yearbooks mysteries--not to mention her own familys--take on a new urgency, and Daphne finds herself entangled in a series of poignant, absurd events--