Born to a single mom and never seeing my father, we struggled for many years until my mother got a job with a major air line. When I was 9 years old we moved to Bermuda where she worked at the airport as an office supervisor. She worked different hours and many weekends. Shantel watched me all the time after school and on weekends my mother worked. She was an extremely nice black lady, probably in her 50's at the time. She was one of the kindest people I ever met and I liked her right away. She was like a second mother to me and helped me with school work and was always attentive to me. One day I was very sick and she called my mother to ask … Read entire article »