I was lucky to grow up in a household where my mom volunteered for PTA, was a Girl Scout leader and even tried to coach my soccer team one year to help out. Some of my earliest memories are following her through the halls of the elementary school my brother attended on Mondays to collect the milk money and the pervasive smell of the hand cranked mimeograph machine. It was never a question that I would follow in her footsteps and give my kids the same sort of memories that I cherished.