Who Is Aunty Minnie and Why Her House?
Aunty Minnie was my mother. Well, technically, she was my aunt. I was born in Liberia, West Africa to a young mom of 15 years old. Her older sister had moved to the United States to attend college. A family decision was made for “Aunty Minnie” to return to Liberia, adopt me, and raise me in the United States of America.
It was not until I was eight years old I learned my family history. An inquiring eight-year-old wanted to know why she never saw any pictures of “mommy pregnant with me.” Mommy told me I was adopted, and she was my biological aunt.
Fast forward five years, I am now 13 years old. My cousin came to America. Where did his parents send him? To Aunty Minnie’s house.
Fast forward another few years. My other aunts, cousins, and uncles came to America. Where did they stay? At Aunty Minnie’s house.
Mommy had a vision. Her vision was to help those coming from Liberia learn how to navigate America in a safe, protected, and orchestrated manner.
She transitioned on August 4th, 2001.
My vision is the same as Mommy’s, a strong commitment to serving those who need a helping hand.
We want to help you navigate affordable housing in a safe, protected, and orchestrated manner.
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Minnie's Hats
She loved her Cowboy hats and would often pair them with her traditional African garments.
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The Educator
Aunty Minnie was a librarian at a university. Here we are together attending my college graduation in 1997.
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Aunty Grandma
Busted!! Aunty Grandma holding her first grandchild, Jordyn, in October 1999.
