Ray Jennings knew he needed to end it. But that was only the beginning.
“I cried like a baby for three months as my son fought for his life in a St. Louis Children’s Hospital.”
A Young Man’s First Job When spring came in my freshman year of college I had to do something I had never done, get a job. Because of my mother developed a heart problem the family upholstery business and tobacco growing had been stopped with my dad selling (although it’s called renting) the growing rights […]