I started in pizza at 15 and gave 20 years of my life to the work. Not all of those years were kind to me. I carried pain, silence, disrespect, and seasons that would have broken a lot of people. But I kept going. And somewhere in all of that, the customers became more than customers to me. They were people I laughed with, remembered, served, and truly cared about. Losing that part of my life left a mark I never forgot. Jenny O’s Pizza was born from everything I survived, everything I learned, and everything I refused to let destroy me. This is more than a business. It’s my return to what I love, my comeback from what I endured, and the name I am finally building for myself.