Faith & WorkFrom Farms to Garbage Cans
I grew up in Pensacola, Florida, which is home to Naval Air Station Pensacola and the Blue Angels. When my grandparents visited from South Florida, my grandpa would take two of my older cousins, Jeff and Greg, to the National Museum of Aviation. I was too young, though, so I wasn’t invited. After the museum, grandpa would treat them to lunch at McDonald’s. Jeff and Greg would order huge meals—double cheeseburgers, several orders of fries, apple pies, milkshakes, and more. But their eyes were always bigger than their stomachs. They would end up throwing half their food away. One visit, grandpa had had enough….
