Pictured: Michelle's husband, Christophe, keeping up in the kitchen with a reinvigorated brunch crowd.

But The Alexandria Seaport Foundation isn't trying to sell tourists Alexandria-branded coffee mugs or tee shirts. Inside that quaint shingled building, power tools are whirring. Hammers thwack against wood. The smell of sawdust itches the nose. Voices rise and fall over the din of collective effort.

And if you listen closely enough, you hear a happiness in those sounds. The whispers and laughter of new friends. An almost indefinable buzz of newfound purpose and reclaimed pride. We hope you'll tune in to a story of how one organization is making a difference in the lives of several local young adults.