On
June 4, 1970 I was introduced to the world. My wonderful
parents George and Linda were both happy that I had ten
fingers and ten toes. They gave me and my three siblings
(Laura, George Jr. and Pamela) all the guidance we needed
for our life journeys. My family is pretty tight. We all
make time for one another. I travel to New York to visit
everyone very frequently. Without getting too corny, I
must say that 'family' is the center of my life.
For the most part I lived the normal growing up life in
NY. I played sports, was a Girl Scout until I got to high
school (then I thought it was not cool), played wiffle
ball and kick ball with friends on my block... you know,
all the normal stuff. Looking back, the most exciting
adventure as a child was traveling cross country. My father
ran his own trucking company and was a New York City Fireman.
He would work his butt off all year so he could stack
up enough days to take the summer off. He packed up his
whole family in a motor home and hit the road. We went
across country seven times! I visited every state (except
Alaska and Hawaii) without flying before the age of 16.
Not many people know that growing up I was the shyest
person you have ever met. I didn't carry on conversations
with people I didn't know until I was about 18. Boy, did
I make a 180! Some say I can talk to a brick wall and
get a response. |
