The person who installed the card skimmer at a Speedway gas station on Detroit’s west side couldn’t have imagined that they would have such a positive effect on my life. I couldn’t have imagined it either that January day in 2012, when I learned that a thief had completely emptied my bank account. Pacing nervous circles around my living room, I sat anxiously on hold to find out how long it would take to get my money back.
A New Definition of Success
