I remember this day like it was yesterday. It was a cold December night, late on a Thursday. I sat at my desk in my shiny new office, with its sleek glass walls and polished floors—the office I had always dreamed of. But as I stared at my computer screen, after paying...
As a refugee from the former Soviet Union, I arrived in the U.S. with just $100 and a dream. Like many immigrants, I was determined to build a better life. I worked tirelessly to create a thriving business, achieve financial security, and provide for my family. From...
