I am redirecting you to one of my first blog posts as a reminder to us all to think about others this time of year. Make a stranger cookies, bring them a coffee, a gift card, artwork designed by your children or a good book. Reach out to someone and make a bigger difference in...
Meet John. 65 years old this November. Lives on the streets of my neighborhood and in my alley. Middle child of 8 brothers, 4 dead. 9th grade drop out. Jumps up to open doors for women. Sits on a paper towel to keep his clothes clean. His last name is derived from the word for an Oak...
