Never give up on goals in life
It was the year when a great hurricane came to Florida with wind bands that swept into Valdosta. I had just started a fundraiser with small donations for a slave monument in Valdosta, which at that time was in the planning stage.
I was at a small church when the pastor stood up at the end of the service and asked “were there any other announcements.” I stood up and told them about the slave monument. I could tell from the demeanor on the congregation’s faces that they were not on my side at that time.
So I ran …