OpEd: Carrolee Moore, who works with Lynn’s homeless, talks about forging a path from the streets to housing
I was born and raised on the beautiful island of Jamaica for the first 10 years of my life. My hometown was on the side of a mountain, where the dirt was red, the air was clear and you could see the city lights of Kingston below beaming bright at night.
My grandfather was a wealthy man, owning most of the lucrative businesses in our town — including the only gas station and funeral home. I, however, lived a much more modest life with my father, who had an acrimonious relationship with his well-off family.