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My first job was working for our neighbors pulling weeds. That summer I would make my way through our backyard and then up a little trail through the bushes that led to our neighbor’s yard once or twice a week.
That short sentence brought a hush over the crowd. Some were shocked some didn’t know what to think and others avoided my eye contact in the uncomfortable silence that followed.