Growing Up In Atlanta: My Mom & Dad Never Saw People They Knew While We Were Out Shopping, Dining Out Or For Entertainment: One Day, I Signed Up At A Temp Agency For A Second Job While Working At The American Red Cross. The Same Day Or Same Week, I Called The Very One Who Interviewed Me To Donate Blood. Surprisingly, We Had A Conversation Like We Were Friends. I've Always Been An Active Donor Of My Type Blood & My Mother Was Healthy With O Type Blood Which Is Universal But She Was A Black Woman Who Was Saved & Loved God, Praised God & Tried To Live Right & Love Her Family & Friends. She Was A Total Sweetheart. When I Gave Blood, My Mother Ate Beets. Have a Bodacious and Miraculous Day! -