Growing up in New Orleans was a great experience, especially on the weekends. My mother, brother, and I would ride the streetcar, also known as the trolley for some, down St. Charles Avenue and meet my dad for lunch. My dad was not only more than my father, he was also a great provider, fun to be around, always made me feel safe, gave me almost any and everything that I … [Read more...]
My Word Is Bond
"All you have is your word." I remember hearing that growing up as a child. My father, in particular, was a stickler about keeping his word. He wouldn't let his children quit or break their commitments, not even for illness. If we gave our word, then we had to keep it. That childhood lesson is helping me in more ways than one as an adult. It all begins with God's word … [Read more...]