Whenever Kevin Johnson and his wife Sheri stroll through their charming home town, they often stop for coffee and dessert at a cozy cafe. It's a tradition for Kevin and Sheri, who often meet friends there, chat and soak in the laughter of children and passersby as they shop. Kevin's heritage of honoring family and embracing the homeland was forged in this quaint town. It's architecture, history and founders are key to the principles he holds dear today. The traditions of home and family values he's nurtured over the years are as solid as the brick buildings he's admired since childhood.
Although he's traveled far and near, Kevin has deep bonds with the Ohio heartland, where home cooking and church socials were the norm. In his world, Dad's word was gospel and an allowance had to be earned — in his case, scraping the wax off the kitchen linoleum for a penny per tile. Days were spent bike riding till dusk, Mom was the queen of the PTA and every kid in the neighborhood showed up at the Johnson household, miraculously, at meal time. A whiff of Mrs. Johnson's carrot cake was all it took.