We find common ground in loving people

We find common ground in loving people

“I lived all of my life in North Carolina, but when my arm started turning blue in the winter, it was time to move South.  I was born with just one hand. I taught seventh grade, and when students asked what happened to my arm, I pretended to be surprised my hand...
Out of desperation a purpose was born

Out of desperation a purpose was born

“Addiction runs in my family. One of my greatest fears as a parent of four is that my children will become addicts, so I educate them about their genetic predisposition to addiction, the dangers of self-medicating, and how to manage their emotions and feelings.  In...
Now my Ph.D. stands for Professional Hot Dogger

Now my Ph.D. stands for Professional Hot Dogger

“I was raised in a family of givers in Mobile. We had pigs, cows, goats, and rabbits. All of my dad’s side of the family were carpenters and butchers. Driving home from church, sometimes Dad would pull over and say, ‘Just a second’ and grab a brown paper bag full of...