how it all began

how it all began

A few years ago I was sitting on the patio of one of my favorite bars in town. Surrounded by friends old and new, we drank great craft beer, listened to amazing local music and worked to solve all the worlds problems before the sun came up.

I overheard someone sitting near me complaining about how the CFO of a local charity drives around in a Jaguar and how sad it is because the money could do so much more for the people the charity serves. Everything in me started feeling uncomfortable and angry.

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