My childhood was simple, as is most of life in our community. And for many years, it was all I knew, all I needed...

As one of my favorite poems says, “Thursday’s child has far to go.” I was destined to go afar...

It was a beautiful, crisp, clear morning. My only regret was that my dad wasn’t by my side as he should have been...

I had a great upbringing. I was raised by my parents and nurtured by travel. These were the building blocks that paved the road I have...