Reflections: Still That Same Kid

From Denny’s to trading desks, every phase left a mark. I just kept going. Not because I was brave — but because I didn’t know how to stop.

When I was 15, I worked at Denny’s. One day, an older woman told me I was an old soul. Said I was meant to go through hard things to inspire the young ones.

I didn’t know what to do with that. I was just a kid trying to make a few bucks so I could buy a car and go ride my bike.

I almost took offense. How could someone look at me and think they knew my sto…