When I left my corporate gig as Director of Diversity and Multicultural Marketing at a large publishing company in NYC, I had no idea what my next move would be. My parents had passed away leaving their three children the family homestead in Washington, DC. One of us had to go down and clean it up for its upcoming sale. You go, my siblings said. You’ve got the design eye. The die was cast.
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