A faith-driven builder, a father to the forgotten, and a man who was given his life back — now spending it building companies that give it away.
“No fate but what we make” — grace gave me the chance; what I build with it is up to me.
I'm not the man I used to be — and that's the whole point. Addiction and prison took years from me; a coma nearly took the rest. But by a grace I didn't earn, I made it home. I learned to read after I was baptized, earned my first A's in a cell, and walked out to a friend waiting at the gate. I never forget the lean years — oatmeal is better than no meal, and plenty of days that was the meal.
Today I build — a whole family of companies out of New Bern — but not to chase money. I build so I have something to give. Every venture is a way to turn a second chance into second chances for other people. Keep reading and I'll show you what that looks like.
"If God can restore a man like me, He can restore anyone. That's not marketing. That's my life."
“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want… He restoreth my soul.” — Psalm 23
That Psalm isn’t a decoration to me — it’s the story of my life. He walked me through the valley, restored a soul I’d given up on, and set a table where I never expected one. So I build to bless: honest work for people the world wrote off, clean water for the thirsty, a hand for children a world away in Pakistan, and a real second chance for anyone who needs one — because I got mine, and I’ll never forget it.
One family, many ventures, one mission — built honestly, to give back.
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I walked to Roberts Elementary in Moorestown, New Jersey, with my brother William. In fourth grade Will became a school safety — a volunteer crossing guard — under our science teacher, Mr. Gill. A proud little brother, watching his big brother hold the corner. Go Will.
When my father passed, everything moved. I spent a transition year at a school in Franklinville — where I met Shannon Stetser, and we rode dirt bikes and just got to be kids for a while. Then came St. Augustine Prep — the Hermits — an all-boys prep where I took three years of Spanish and a year of Italian, and traveled with my class to Las Vegas, Atlantic City, Costa Rica, and Paris.
Later, Guilford College, and DeVry University for Health Information Technology — where, after my baptism, I earned straight A's for the first time in my life. And then I was called out of the classroom and into building something of my own.
"Every road I walked — even the wrong ones — God was using to teach me. The classroom was never the only school."