Anthony, was a visit to the food pantry he managed for his church. I was probably in the first grade and was whining for one of the sweeter treats we were stocking from a recent donation. Regardless of the desperation I could muster, there was no way my grandpa was caving. He took it as an opportunity to teach me a very early lesson in service and caring for others – my family had resources and stability, these items were for families experiencing hardship and adversity that I never knew. This, along with many other lessons from my family, planted a seed of service that grew throughout my adolescence.
Simultaneously, another interest was flourishing – entrepreneurship. I launched my first business in the fourth grade, an ingenious effort to resell the soda, snacks, and candy from my family’s pantry to tradespeople building the new subdivision where we lived. The business lasted through two grocery trips, at which point mom caught on that I was running a business without any expenses. From that short-lived startup on, I always found ways to create my own income.
It wasn’t until college that the two threads intertwined. During my sophomore year at Capital University, a mentor exposed me to social entrepreneurship – and I