Every day, 5,760 children become orphaned as they lose one or both of their parents. In Africa alone, more than 2 million children become orphans each year. And in a recent report, UNICEF estimated that there are between 143 million and 210 million orphans across the globe, a number comparable to two-thirds of the entire U.S. population. A small percentage of those orphans get adopted, but according to Adam Pertman, author of Adoption Nation, the United States adopts more children – both internationally and domestically – than the rest of the world combined.
Jaclyn Summitt found herself lying on a hospital bed as doctors informed her father that she probably wouldn’t make it. Her heart was failing to propel enough blood and nutrients to the rest of her body, and the excess fluids built up in her heart were stretching the chamber walls until the organ was three times its normal size. Surely she wasn’t going to make it, they thought. But the medical professionals underestimated how much heart Jaclyn actually had. Not only did she will herself to survive her congestive heart failure, but the very next year, she birthed two incredible twin boys, Aydon and Ashton. Try as she might, however, Jaclyn’s heart troubles never vanished, and after spending the past decade in and out of the hospital, Jaclyn finally made a wish — a wish that truly showed the size of her heart.
We at Columbia Home thought our local student athletes deserved some extra praise and recognition for all of their hard work, both on and off the field. After speaking with coaches and athletic directors from across town, we honor some of Columbia’s top student athletes who epitomize work ethic, sportsmanship, leadership, academic excellence, spirit and community service.
Forty years ago, Elinor Arendt’s mother handed her $3,000 to pursue the American dream of becoming a business owner. Fifteen years and one successful company later, Arendt sold her corporation for $60,000 and single-handedly started the entrepreneurial enterprise all over again. In 1980, she erected her own brokerage business, a company she continues to run to this day. At the time, the self-made success did not know about the Service Corps of Retired Executives (SCORE), a national nonprofit organization that aims to help buisness owners conquer the difficulties of entrepreneurship. Yet, when she heard about the organization, she joined immediately. And, like everything else in her life, she quickly rose to the top.
Lutheran Family & Children’s Services
Beginning as an orphange in 1868 in the wake of the Civil War, Lutheran Family and Children’s Services of Missouri has clung to its mission to protect and nurture children without a home. Now, more than a century later, LFCS not only supports those children but also their parents. “We want that child to have the best success in life, so we will work with the moms to ensure that,” says Christine Corcoran, director of regional operations.
Flat Branch Home Loans bags Inc. Magazine’s Hire Power Award
Amidst the 2009 mortgage meltdown, Flat Branch Home Loans expanded its 4-year-old business into a full-service mortgage banker. Then, like our waistbands at Thanksgiving dinner, the company continued to expand. Due to its rapid growth, Inc. Magazine ranked it No. 3 in the state of Missouri for its incredible addition of employees and awarded the business the 2013 Hire Power Award.
Keith McLaughlin Retires from Bank of Missouri
After more than a quarter of a century in the business of small businesses, Keith McLaughlin foresees retirement as being rather low-key. Then again, when he created and stated managing the Small Business Association program at Union Planters Bank in 1997, he thought he’d only be there for a few years. Now, he is nationally and internationally renowned for his contributions and expertise in the field of small business lending.
When Harry met Sally, Harry concluded it was impossible for men and women to be friends. When Nicole Elliott first met Brad Bartley, all she wanted was friendship. She was a high school student, classically trained in theater and dance; he was a mystery carrying drumsticks and pickup lines. “He was always the ladies’ man,” she says. “So I always kept him at arms length because I knew I didn’t want to be involved with the ‘bad boy’.”
Several platonic years passed before Brad asked Nicole to dinner at Colton’s Steak House in Jefferson City. Nicole, then in her final year of high school, agreed to the date with her longtime friend. They cracked open the casings of peanuts and flung them across the restaurant, eventually discovering that their own shells were breaking.
A Closer Look: Dr. Sheila Carnett
ts In her not-so-distant history, Sheila Carnett was a 3rd grader racing her bicycle down Jefferson City streets. Young Carnett pedaled fast, flying beyond St. Peter’s Church to the domed building on West Capitol Avenue. At the base of the stone stairs, she and her friends hopped from their bikes to spend time at the state capitol. They greeted Thomas Jefferson on their trek up the south stairwell. Later, they climbed a bronze statue at the north entrance and became involved, if only for a moment, in the signing of the Louisiana Purchase. As the smooth bronze took shape in her tiny palm, she felt past merge with present. What she didn’t feel was how it would fuse with her future.
Picture of Purpose
Near the turn of the 20th century, a German physicist named Wilhelm Rontgen was toying with a light bulb and accidentally generated an unidentified invisible light. Excitedly, he used his mysterious discovery to snap of photo of his wife’s hand. To his amazement, the parchment clearly developed into a picture of his wife’s bones and the rings she had been wearing on her fingers. Terming this new light “X-radiation”, or X-rays, Rontgen quickly publicized his findings, which shocked the masses and earned him the 1901 Nobel Peace Prize. Yet, it wasn’t until decades later — particularly post-World War II — that radiology became popular in the United States.
I drive down the street and see a sign with golden arches and a jolly, redheaded clown. Immediately, my mind recalls the last time I chucked a chicken nugget into my mouth. I remember how my baby girl leapt in the womb when I shoved a fistful of French fries down my esophagus. And, almost instantly, my taste buds begin to crave an outlandishly large cup of sweet tea that would sustain a desert wanderer for at least a few days.
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