A past memory surfaced this week of when I worked in sales, specifically when I sold a home to Katherine. Of all the sales and all the homes, Katherine stands out and for a good reason. I stood by her side that bright autumn afternoon when Katherine’s singlewide manufactured home, with a few upgrades, rolled on to her moderate patch of land on a cul-de-sac close to the major interstate. Katherine could not contain her excitement when the truckers turned the corner on to her street. You see, this home was her first. She saved to get it and her pride of ownership spilled on to me. I still remember her words like it happened yesterday. She expressed her feeling as “blessed beyond her dreams.” She couldn’t wait to move in and decorate her humble home and make it her own. Katherine told me she wanted to do something for me. She wanted to reward me for all the hard work to make her dream come true. “It’s really not necessary, Katherine. But if you’re in the neighborhoo