It’s amazing what a guy like me can add to someone’s life. When Mama (just call her Grace) fell and broke her wrist, our neighbor, My Auntie Michelle volunteered to walk me, and I walk a minimum of three times a day. Auntie Michelle works very hard at her own business, which she runs out of her home, and she figured that taking a break and walking me would be a good thing. She enjoyed it sooo much, that now she and Mama take at least one walk a day together with me. At first, neighbors would ask her why she was walking me, then it became status quo. The irony of having a Michelle and a Michele to walk with is not lost on me. Recently, Auntie Michelle told Mama that until she started walking me, she didn’t know a soul on our street, and now, thanks to me, she knows and enjoys speaking with a lot of our neighbors. I call it The Skyler Effect.