When Uncle Bro and Frasier moved in the house all they had were a few clothes and not much else. I purchased a refrigerator but I did not have the funds to furnish a whole house. I had just furnished a new office. After Aunt Dorothy got on the case, Uncle Bro had a queen size bedroom set for his room, a twin bedroom set for Frasier’s room, a washer and dryer set, lazy boy chair and a card table with four chairs for the kitchen.
Once they were settled into the house, Uncle Bro and Frasier began to cut the lawn at my house down the street as well as at their house to help out. It was easier for Frazier to find work, so he would give me something every now and then. I appreciated the help, but I have to admit that I wanted Uncle Bro to find employment.
One day my friend Wendell gave me a call. Wendell is a trained chef with his own catering business. We were also members of the same church, World Overcomers Outreach Ministries Church (WOOMC). Wendell was trying to get in touch with Elder King, who was over the Marketplace Ministry at WOOMC. I worked with Elder King in the ministry, so Wendell thought he would tell me about his idea. He had just gotten the contract to run the cafeteria at a government building on Democrat Rd. He was having trouble finding good people to work for him. He asked me if the Marketplace Ministry had thought of putting a job board together for businesses in the church to advertise their job openings. He knew that there were members looking for employment just as he was looking to hire some employees. I told him that I would pass that suggestion on to Elder King.
Then I asked Wendell if he would consider giving my Uncle Bro a try. I told him that I was trying to help my Uncle get back on his feet, as well as all of my Uncle’s past. I asked him to try Uncle Bro out on one catering job and if he did not work out, there would be no hard feelings on my part. Wendell agreed.
I told Uncle Bro about the opportunity. He was very excited. Aunt Dorothy gave him some money and I took him to Value City to get him a white shirt, black slacks and a belt. That Sunday I picked Uncle Bro up to take him to the location of the party that Wendell was catering. I arranged for Wendell to bring him home after the event. When I picked Uncle Bro up he had shaved his head bald, shaved his face and trimmed his mustache. He looked like a million bucks.
To Be Continued ...
By: Angela Green
Founder
Ambassadors of Memphis
Once they were settled into the house, Uncle Bro and Frasier began to cut the lawn at my house down the street as well as at their house to help out. It was easier for Frazier to find work, so he would give me something every now and then. I appreciated the help, but I have to admit that I wanted Uncle Bro to find employment.
One day my friend Wendell gave me a call. Wendell is a trained chef with his own catering business. We were also members of the same church, World Overcomers Outreach Ministries Church (WOOMC). Wendell was trying to get in touch with Elder King, who was over the Marketplace Ministry at WOOMC. I worked with Elder King in the ministry, so Wendell thought he would tell me about his idea. He had just gotten the contract to run the cafeteria at a government building on Democrat Rd. He was having trouble finding good people to work for him. He asked me if the Marketplace Ministry had thought of putting a job board together for businesses in the church to advertise their job openings. He knew that there were members looking for employment just as he was looking to hire some employees. I told him that I would pass that suggestion on to Elder King.
Then I asked Wendell if he would consider giving my Uncle Bro a try. I told him that I was trying to help my Uncle get back on his feet, as well as all of my Uncle’s past. I asked him to try Uncle Bro out on one catering job and if he did not work out, there would be no hard feelings on my part. Wendell agreed.
I told Uncle Bro about the opportunity. He was very excited. Aunt Dorothy gave him some money and I took him to Value City to get him a white shirt, black slacks and a belt. That Sunday I picked Uncle Bro up to take him to the location of the party that Wendell was catering. I arranged for Wendell to bring him home after the event. When I picked Uncle Bro up he had shaved his head bald, shaved his face and trimmed his mustache. He looked like a million bucks.
To Be Continued ...
By: Angela Green
Founder
Ambassadors of Memphis
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