I was born at the Newton-Wellesley Hospital in Massachusetts where Jack Lemmon made his appearance in the elevator many years before. My mother managed to make it all the way to the delivery room.
I've had a good bit of time to think about this, off and on. Musical Theatre was an early love and the direction in which my life was headed once upon a time. I was traveling for two weeks not terribly long ago. I flew into Wichita, KS, spent the night there and then my best friend/chosen sister and I drove from Kansas, through the Oklahoma Panhandle, into Texas, spending the night in Amarillo, ...
Once again The Red Room challenges its authors and members to blog on a specific topic. How interesting that they should choose "Heroes." I've recently been lamenting the fact that there are no heroes today. Not in the sense that there were in the past, larger than life people who unselfishly gave of themselves to help others, who made a real difference. Mainly there have been unsung ...
Yes, The Red Room is at it again - asking us to blog on a specific topic, a challenging topic.I think my passion is pretty obvious: speaking for those who cannot speak for themselves. It has manifested itself in my books, articles, lectures, etc. on making life better for dogs and cats and strengthening the human-animal bond.I had, at one time, been pretty well known in some circles for my ...