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Hi, my name is Mary Lou Moore and I am the owner of redbox+ of South Pittsburgh. My career experience was in Accounting and Finance, but I have not officially worked in the field for about 26 years, just a few odd jobs here and there. Mostly, I have been a mom to my daughter Jennifer. My husband supported our family during those years as a working partner in car dealerships, but he lost his job right before Covid hit; in Pa., all dealerships closed, forcing us to re-evaluate our future. We looked at several franchise opportunities; I fell in love with redbox+ because of its unique construction and its company support system. My husband said go ahead, but me a reserved person by nature, where was I going to get the courage to build a company from scratch. Courage comes from within or from another person for me it came from another person, my brother.
My brother was seventeen when he joined the Army right out of high school. He became a paratrooper with the 82nd Division and was accepted into the Special Forces. He spent two tours in Vietnam in a Special Ops division named Krait. On one of those Special Ops mission he was resting at a Special Forces base, Kham Duc, (officially he was not stationed there) when a little known but significant battle broke out. During this battle he saved a little girl, took her to safety, saved a burning soldier after a bomb hit the structure he was in, brought him to a helicopter and to safety. In fact, during that fight he was running to jump on the last helicopter out of there before it took off. My brother attended a reunion of survivors from the Battle of Kham Duc, his friend Keith recorded his retelling of his actions during the battle to the lieutenant who oversaw the camp. I did not learn about this until after his death. He came home, earned Phi Beta Kappa status at college, went to law school, joined the Army again as a Captain in the JAG Corp. He won some significant cases, his friend, a fellow JAG officer, told me he was brilliant as a JAG officer. When he was discharged from the Army, he was different and slowly got worse, years later he was diagnosed with PTSD. His friend Keith helped him get through years of very rough spots and eventually he got a job as a Sheriff’s Officer in a courtroom. He loved it, he found a niche, he could relate to the judges and at times, they took his advice on cases. Then he became ill with Leukemia, then interstitial lung disease, then congestive heart failure, all because of agent orange and his time in Vietnam. The amazing thing is he still went to work, but he went to work without his oxygen. He was a private person, he did not want anyone to know he was sick, did not need any sympathy, (he would be so mad at me for writing this). Eventually, he came to live with me when he could no longer take care of himself.
If my brother, C. Michael Wysocki, could have the courage to live his life with dignity, kindness and with love in his heart, I could muster the courage to start this business and make it a success. This company is dedicated to my brother and all veterans who have given their time and life to keep this country safe, who have sacrificed much so we could still have our freedoms.