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June 20, 2019 Today’s person: Kathleen Sullivan!

Since far too often we only publicly say nice things about people when they are dead I’ve decided to randomly pick a Facebook friend every day and say something nice about them.


June 20, 2019

Today’s person: Kathleen Sullivan!


Being an first-born child cannot be an easy job. Being a youngest has its particular challenges but at least your parent know that you are a kid, and not the poopy-pantsed roommate they expect to act like a grownup.


Which was why I thought it so strange that after a childhood of being the grownup kid assigned to watch my sister Pat and I that my oldest sister Kathleen decided to become a foster parent and watch even more kids.


Turns out she’s really good at it. Taking care of and helping people feel secure and safe is kinda her thing. Not only did she do it with her biological sons and her many foster children she now does it as the Executive Director of the Greater Richmond Interfaith Program, helping back on their feet individuals and families who are struggling with homelessness or substance addiction. She was also President of the Richmond, CA branch of the Black Women Organized for Political Action, and was the Chairwoman of the Richmond Human Rights Commission for almost a decade. So, cool.


My sister Kathleen has made it her mission to help people through the most difficult times of their lives, and make society in general a better place for all of us.


So oldest children are much more than the people who tell you to take out the garbage when your parents aren’t home. They can also work to save the world.

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