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To the right is a picture of my older daughter. She is graduating from high school this year and will be attending Harvard in the fall. She is amazingly interesting to talk to. She speaks Russian and French and loves working with children. I am proud of the young woman she has become and all she has accomplished so far! I cant wait to see what she will do with the rest of her life!
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To the left is a picture of my younger daughter. She is very, very social and loves sports most of all. She runs cross country, plays ice hockey and lacrosse. She is also a cellist and a really good artist. Her laughter rings out throughout the house, making us all want to join in. She is goofy and beautiful and our lives would be incredibly dull without her!
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This is my husband. He loves any sport. I think he would watch thumb wrestling if they showed it on TV.
He is very smart so I hate playing games with him because he always wins. He is my best friend. |
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This is my mother.
My mother used to tape down her bangs when they were wet so they would stay straight when they dried.
She often forgot the tape was there.
Today she is a high-powered, highly-paid consultant and taught all three of us from an early age that we could be anything we wanted to be if we worked hard enough.
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This is my father. Because of his geneaological research, the story of The Sacrifice was discovered and written. Here my father holds me by my feet. My father is a jet pilot and an engineer. Only an engineer could figure out this might work with a baby.
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This is my sister Lauren. That was her then.
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This is her now.
She actually is a tanker pilot and was the inspiration for my book Pilot Mom which came out in the summer of 2003 from Charlesbridge Publishing.
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This is my nephew. He is the very best athlete that ever lived. At least that's what he tells me.
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This is my niece. She is the smartest kid I ever met and can read a book faster that I can talk - which is pretty fast.
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This is my sister Mara. She is younger than I am, although most people have to ask, which makes me happy and her mad. She is my soulmate and knows me best of all.
Once when I was forty-two, she caught me talking to myself and making faces during a play.
(Talking to yourself is fine when you are eight but not so good when you are forty-two). She thinks this is funny and will not let me forget it.
But now I can have the last laugh as this is my website so I can tell you about the time she walked through the Capitol in Washington, DC and did not know that her skirt was hitched up and caught in her pantyhose.
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This is my uncle. He dressed like a Native American one Thanksgiving to surprise my daughter. She loved it – as you can see.
My uncle would do anything you ask of him - as evidenced by this picture!
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