From Small Beginnings
I came from a rich history of Entrepreneurs. My grandparents on my fathers side started several restaurants in Arizona and California. My parental grandfather built and sold over 5 country stores along Hwy 80 leading from Buckeye to Yuma, Az. Then my parents followed suit by building their own business in the middle of the desert between Gila Bend and Buckeye, Arizona.

Desmond & Margie Wood
There they began meeting the needs of our community. It was a grocery store, cafe', filling station, liquor store and our home from 1947 to 1989.
I could make change before I was old enough to count. We were tutored in meeting the needs of the customer with the genuine attitude of servant-hood. My folks always encouraged us to do the right thing and convinced me that I could do what ever my mind could imagine.
I worked for others in the restaurant field for several years after leaving home. After moving from Arizona to Houston, Texas, I decided I wanted out of the restaurant and club business and rented a typewriter, learned how to type 60 words a minute and applied for a job as secretary for an accountant. He hired me and groomed me for his accounting department. It wasn't long before he moved me into a sales position for his Specialty Advertising Company. After getting my feet wet in that field, I asked my boss if he minded if I launched out on my own into the Specialty Advertising Business. I did just that with his blessing.
I was the first woman in the United States to own that type of business. It was a mans world back then and not many women were accepted into those type of businesses. My business flourished as I catered to the Oil Industry in Houston and the surrounding areas and set up the Safety Programs for their employees. I remained in that field from 1967 to 1981 and loved every minute of it. It was creative and I loved the social aspect of it as well.
I met my second husband on a trip to South Carolina in March of 1981 and we were married ten days later. He offered me early retirement and moved me from Texas to South Carolina where he took over all of the responsibilities of our financial exploits and we continued to prosper financially.
In 1999, he suffered a aneurysm bursting in his head and was forced into an early retirement. We were not financially set up to continue to live at the standard we had become accustomed to. So I began looking for something to do