“No! Please don’t burn that!” I screamed while my father threw my grandmother’s handmade quilt into a flaming barrel behind our house.

lights behind the register while fighting exhaustion and sketchy customers. I taught myself the exact lessons my father tried destroying in that fire.

Within months, I earned my GED.

At eighteen, I finally stepped onto the campus of Sinclair Community College to study Business Administration.

That was where my entire understanding of power changed.

I realized continue reading …