I used to walk by this garden every day on my way to New York for grad school. There were days that I would rush past it without a second glance and then there were days that something compelled me to stop. Maybe it was the old woman that I would sometimes see tending to…

A Joyful Revolution Gala

Wouldn’t it be great if no child or adult had to suffer the pain of physical, sexual, mental, emotional, and verbal abuse?