I was born and raised in Denver's close-knit Sloan's Lake neighborhood, a city that has always been home.
My parents, George and Hermine, were immigrants who chose to build their lives here. My father was a Holocaust survivor from Poland who served in the U.S. Army during the Korean War before earning an engineering degree from Columbia University. He helped build bridges, contributed to the Apollo space shuttle program, and later transitioned into the real estate business. He loved Denver deeply, especially the mountains that surround our city. He skied well into his 80s, and the outdoors remained one of his greatest joys throughout his life. My mother was from France and worked alongside him while creating a home defined by generosity, hospitality, and the belief that there was always room for one more at the table.
Their love for Denver was expressed in countless ways, from supporting the arts and cultural institutions that make this city special to donating benches throughout the community, quiet reminders of their belief that public spaces belong to everyone and should bring people together. They also taught me to value civic engagement, philanthropy, and service to others. Those lessons stayed with me, and I have proudly continued that tradition by supporting many of the same arts and cultural organizations that make Denver such a vibrant place to live.
I still remember my mother making stacks of sandwiches before driving downtown because she never wanted to pass someone in need without offering a meal. Those everyday acts of kindness taught me that serving your community isn't something you talk about, it's something you do.