In Tennessee, Vicky Carter teaches God
and the 3-R’s
to second graders at Jackson
Christian School.
Vicky Carter raises funds relentlessly
for the Soldiers’ Angel Foundation,
signing hundreds of cards each
week.
A Funeral Director in Bakersfield,
Vicky Carter buries the dead with dignity.
She wipes the brow of the weary, prays
for the sick.
Vicky Carter tells me that life is
not difficult
for those who have no preferences.
Vicky Carter manages the Wilmington
Mellon Bank
and still finds time to volunteer
with the YMCA Black Achiever
program.
Vicky Carter is the mother
of a star USC Trojan basketball
player.
When I am quiet, I can hear her
cheer.
In 1971, Vicky Carter changed her
name
to Vicky Nguyen.
Some Vicky Carter remains inside
her.
Vicky Carter transcends race,
religion, geography
and time. She is almost always
female.
Vicky Carter is a quantum leap in
our evolution,
an exponential growth, an algebraic
formula
I struggle to become.
Vicky Carter
is a Tissue Establishment
Registration Coordinator
for the Human Tissue Staff
at the Rockville office of Blood Research and
Review.
She oversees the Keele University
Center
for Applied Entomology and
Parasitology in the U.K.
I would probably be dead
if it weren’t for Vicky Carter.
Some generosity, some selflessness,
motivates her to eradicate
suffering.
I believe there is a little Vicky
Carter in each of us.
Vicky Carter is a Florida Real
Estate Lawyer
and a Realtor in Joplin.
Vicky Carter crossed America by
wagon train.
She died in Portland in 1898,
survived by two sons and six
granddaughters,
all carrying Vicky Carter DNA.
Vicky Carter knows all there is to
know
about turning a house into a home,
about the cycle of birth and death.
To live like Vicky Carter
is neither easy nor difficult.
Vicky Carter appeared to me in a
dream.
She asked What benefit can be
derived
from distinctions and
separations?
All I need can be found in Vicky
Carter.
Vicky Carter can be found in me.
