When I was growing up, my great-aunt started a soup kitchen out of the trunk of her car to serve the people of East Palo Alto. Over time, her dedication transformed that small act of kindness into Bread of Life (a place where people could eat, shower, be clothed, and get connected to resources. As her work gained recognition, people came together to host fundraisers. One event was organized by the Oakland A’s and I met Rickey Henderson. This is still a core memory for me. RIP to the Legend❤️