John Azevedo

Twenty-nine years ago. I was a young Azorean immigrant to this country with just one dollar in my blue polyester suit. I waited in the airport for my fiancée, who has faithfully been my wife for twenty nine years, to pick me up. As I looked around at the different faces, signs and buildings I realize I was in America where dreams are not only imagined but become a reality. My ambitions were great, and my youthful body and mind were ready to work. I helped manage my father-in-law's businesses through out California. When he retired my wife and I took over the business and began a new chapter in our lives, and continued to live the American dream. Though I enjoyed working at the gift shop, I decided I needed a change in my life where I could continue to grow as a person and expand my skills. I reevaluated my goals and decided that this new change would be a career in real estate. My American dream was continuing to unfold as my career path changed in the middle of my life, and I wante