I practically grew up in New York. Summers in Crown Heights at a Chassidic day camp, followed by years living in a room infested with cockroaches, and then a cramped basement apartment while attending high school. By the time I moved to Brooklyn just after my 19th birthday, I knew the city like the back of my hand. It was both my past and my fresh start after aging out of the foster care system. The city has a way of toughening your skin and building character as you struggle to survive.
After a few years with my head down trying to make a name for myself in the automotive industry, I met my beautiful wife, Jodyann Morgan.
