I grew up in the home of a blue collar family. My brother and I were both adopted at birth, yet four months apart. We began life in a small home in Tulsa but moved to the country and started first grade at Owasso Schools. Our summer days were filled with fun and adventure and we never slowed down until we were told to come in at dark. We played baseball during the summer and basketball and football in the fall. We rode our bikes everyday and everywhere. When it came to swimming, the majority of our swimming took place at ponds close to the house because those were the swimming pool in the country.
My dad taught my brother and me hard work by example and to work for everything you get in life. Dad worked hard all his life and so working hard has never been an issue. My best friend and I hauled hay in the summer and cut and sold firewood in the winter for spending money because we had both bought cars in our sophomore years of high school and knew we were responsible for them. He and I did everything together. I loved growing up in the country and would not trade those days for anything.
After high school graduation I was fortunate enough to play on a basketball scholarship through college and graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in Business Administration. With excitement I was now ready to face life head-on and fulfill my life’s purpose. And the first question that came to my mind as I pondered my first move was, what is my purpose in life? Parts of this book speak from my experience.