I grew up in a loving family with two parents who exuded love everywhere we went and two brothers who eventually grew up to be my mentors, my champions and my best friends.



We were rather poor, but my brothers and I never doubted for a second that our parents loved us and were proud of us. And their love for us was never more clear than when we needed them. My brothers were quite accident prone and spent a lot of our childhood in emergency rooms with sliced open hands or broken… Continue