I had a great childhood growing up as the oldest of three. We lived in Clemson, SC through my second grade. During third grade, we lived in Texas because of dad’s work. My parents are from Texas and therefore liked being back there. It was a learning experience for me for sure. A new school, new friends and new terrain.
We returned to SC after my third-grade year and moved into a quaint mill village for the rest of my school days. I gave hundreds of volunteer hours to the high school marching band, the yearbook staff, clubs, and other groups. One year I donated my lunch break so that I could work with a mentally challenged class. I was always very busy. (more…)