
Kerri Naslund-Monday
I grew up in the late 1970s-early 1980s, when video games were either unavailable or too pricey for my welfare-dependent family. So I played board games; Monopoly was my favorite. I developed my own version of the game, with credit cards, loans, and renters, by the time I was eight. After working since age 14, and saving most of my pay, I set a goal—to become a homeowner by the time I was 25. One crack house in Oakland became “home sweet home” the day I turned 25. Three years later my boss, Moe, at the tattoo shop asked when I was going to purchase income property. I claimed not to have adequate savings. That’s when Moe taught me the power of leverage.