Brandon Flowers

Treasurer & Board Director

Contact: brandon@feedthegenerations.org

A passion instilled deep inside me of service towards my fellow person has long been the intent and primary design of my life. Though this passion is fulfilled through many facets of who I am and what I do, it thrives in union with my captivation and enjoyment in the sciences of health care and medicine. Every part of my being seeks to serve, not in the capacity of a routine career but rather as a force for those who often live on the margins of society in underdeveloped and underserved communities. I seek it in a wealthy country such as my own or in other regions of the world. 

Despite my age I have been to 23 countries – some twice – across 5 continents, backpacked roughly two thirds of them solo or with my father and lived in Ghana for nearly eight months. All this means absolutely nothing – beyond my love of travelling – unless you know me and my heart. 

I’ve made my decision to give up a career focused on myself, my desires, and the cultural pressures of living in the United States for the opportunity to serve someone in need. My grandfather made a similar decision when he became an activist for Mexican-Americans in Phoenix, Arizona during the 1960’s – resulting in him changing our family name from Flores to Flowers when his children faced backlash. My father did so as well when he dedicated his 23-year medical career to military members and veterans. I began making this decision early on, such as when I chose to be a custodian at my church rather than seeking a higher paying and more rewarding job when in high school, and I continue to keep making those decisions today. 

Now I believe that I could continue to fulfill my desire to serve in many ways, however, I do not believe that would be utilizing myself in the same capacity as if I were doing it in a field that I love. Both clinical medicine and administrative policy are incredibly interesting to me. I have spent enough time in each to know I do not wish to be in only one. I love the personal nature and science of medicine; however, I also love the studies of policies in bettering a patient’s health outcome. I could continue to be a part of service groups in lower socio-economic areas in my town like my parents encouraged me to do from a young age, join yearly humanitarian trips to Mexico or South America or even donate a large portion of my income. Nonetheless, I do not want to live my life comfortably full-time and serve part time; I want to live a life focused on humanitarian work.

My closest friends would describe me as ambitious in everything I do; readily pursuing the goals and outcomes I have put before me and hungry for growth and the road ahead. They would also describe me as humble, yet driven­. During most of my undergraduate career I worked one, and often two, jobs as well as being enrolled in nineteen or more credits. Even while in Ghana I took a full spring and summer class session. I am in my last semester of undergrad and enrolled in 26 credits while employed as a researcher. Working as a custodian, researcher, organic chemistry teaching assistant, or gas station clerk did not change my person and essence. No work is above or below me, but all serve as a goal to where I wish to be. No matter how personally disinterested I may be in a task ahead, I find enjoyment in dedication to growth and progress even if it appears temporarily stagnant. The random person I might one day help suffices as motivation. 

My passion consumes me. It makes me joyous; it makes me anguish. It makes me laugh; it makes me weep. It makes me assiduous; it makes me despondent. I rejoice in the triumphs and tirelessly overcome the losses. My passion is perseverant – it is ingrained in my heart and conscious, and my life serves to accomplish its intent.