I am lucky to have had an attentive curious and loving dad and heart-smart down-to-earth gifted mother. They changed the outlooks of their own lives and have never forgotten the people and organizations that helped them dream bigger than their circumstances should have allowed.
My mom grew up in poverty in Oklahoma – like Dust Bowl nine people in one room kind of place – and the way she got out of poverty was through education. My dad grew up without a dad with very little and he also made his way out through education.
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My dad and my uncles owned a bar outside of Cincinnati. I worked there growing up mopping floors waiting tables.
