Children Living in Poverty
I visually remember my father slowing down his vehicle on a very humid day in Los Angeles. As the vehicle came to a stop, we were approached by a young boy with a small bouquet of flowers. This boy…
I visually remember my father slowing down his vehicle on a very humid day in Los Angeles. As the vehicle came to a stop, we were approached by a young boy with a small bouquet of flowers. This boy…