After my parents died, my three siblings and I lived with my stepmother for four years, who made it very clear that she didn't want to raise us. Then we moved in with an aunt and uncle, and my uncle's first words to me were, I will never love you as a father or uncle, nor should you expect me to.
As I got older, I thought, Wouldn't it be amazing to combine my love for camp with helping grieving kids? I founded CZC when I was 35.
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