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The Sunday Bunch

The Sunday Bunch is a small group of folks that gather on Sundays at church. Most of which promise to call one another and plan dinners that will never happen unless somebody dies. That's not true in every case because as we all know, there're exceptions to every rule. There is a real "Sunday Bunch".  It's a group of progressive, creative and upbeat young couples. They're comprised of the fabric that holds families together, builds models of success, healthy life styles created by DNA that most people can't began to identify with. Why? They are doers and not "I'm gonna do people".  They make it happen! 

Wow, I'm glad I get to write this stuff.

I said all of the above because this year my staff and I are emphasizing growth and development by way of positive people and things.  I've learned in my career that none of our dreams will come true if we're not surrounded by individuals that are like minded.  

So I urge you all to go out and find YOUR OWN "Sunday Bunch"!  If you'd like to be a apart of mine you have to be a "doer" and not a "I'm gonna doer". 

One last thing, I own the rights to the name,"Sunday Bunch" and we do have a lawyer in the group so don't think about taking it.  See, it pays to know the right people.  Enjoy!    
  
Great young couple!


Super Dad and World Class Baritone Eric Greene (He is a real singer for more info. email me.) 


"The Sunday Bunch"


The dinner without a death! 


Donald Douglas the best Physical Therapist on the planet.


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