Giving Back

Ordinary moments are extraordinary opportunities for random acts of kindness.

The art of giving back is a natural reflex for me.  My first photographic memory of the act took place at Logan International Airport in Boston back in the seventies.  My father was involved in many organizations at the time and, as a small business owner himself, was quite involved in various civic engagements.  The fit was inevitably soothing to him and truly a calling, for he was loved and well received by an abundant populace.  And so, on that spring day in Boston, my father drove me into the airport with hundreds of Hershey bars.  We were welcoming Vietnamese immigrants, and I had the privilege of handing each child a chocolate bar.  I remember the honor, feeling that this was a job I could take on that made me feel great, welcoming others to a new space.  At the time, my eight-year young self was so happy to be a part of my father’s magnificence in taking on such a task.  Little did I know the unfolding that would take place as decades rolled on. More

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