My life has unfolded in many idyllic places. Born in a small Connecticut town, I spent summers punching cattle on our family’s ranch in Arizona. In my early years, we lived with my grandmother in West Palm Beach, FL while my father served in WWII.
At college, at UC Boulder, I was attracted to skiing and hiking in the mountains. A Junior Year abroad in Grenoble, France, gave me a life-long fascination for the French language and culture.
Marriage took me to Philadelphia, PA, where I ran my first half marathon, and my first son was born. My second son said “Bonjour” in Lausanne, Switzerland, a city in the vineyards above Lake Geneva.
After returning to the USA, I raised my kids in Princeton, NJ as a single mom. I enjoyed my job as Secretary in the Department of Romance Languages and Literatures working with a brilliant faculty and incomparable students for 23 years.
In that time, I swung a hammer with Habitat for Humanity, staged a road race to raise funds for Hilltop Park, sang in my church’s choir, rescued many cats, and joined NIOT, a group promoting community dialogue to combat racism.
The new mellow me relishes life in Atlanta, GA, with an occasional rafting trip down the Chattahoochee. Summers, when the temperature climbs, we’ll head north to the Maritime Provinces of Canada to our family camp on the Tabusintac River.
I look forward to publishing a trilogy of children’s chapter books featuring a mischievous bunch of cats. My grandchildren are my muses, offering early morning inspiration on the way to school.