I grew up poor, with limited resources and opportunities. When the 90's recession hit, my family went from lower middle class to just lower class. Food banks provided food for us to "quiet the stomach rumblings" on hungry days, and one-room motel rooms filled with six family members afford us the luxury of having a roof over our heads to fight the frigid-ness of bitter New England winters that threatened our lives.
If someone told you, right now, to write a bio about yourself, what would you say? Would you list out your accomplishments? The jobs you've held? The places you've been? Or would you talk about where you grew up, the colleges you went to, and the degrees you've earned? You probably wouldn't talk about the... Continue Reading →