After I grabbed my college degree in public communications and journalism, I escaped to Florida to shake off four years of confined, shared spaces, and a head full of “knowledge”. Financial realities brought me back to Michigan and I reluctantly accepted my first “real job” selling arthroscopic surgical equipment for a world-reknown guru of orthopedic surgery. Seeing the inside of a human body is mind blowing cool but sitting in a cramped cubicle was not my style.

Just for grins I volunteered a couple years reading on air through WKAR, East Lansing’s public radio station for their “Radio Talking Book” program. I was teamed with a gentleman to read the local newspaper for an audience of predominantly visually impaired and shut in listeners. It was a blast.

I then spent six years with a now defunct advertising agency in Lansing, MI where I learned the complex world of advertising and creative personalities. Then I had the great privilege of working several years at a post production facility in Grand Rapids, MI and it was there I was given my first VO opportunity. It was a quick :60 for Meijer, inc. and I was ignited - Gimme’ more!

I’m a tortured artist at heart and enjoy creative painting on furniture – something I once was severely disciplined for as a child now my parents want me to do this. I also enjoy creative writing and all things social. I’ll be getting back into tennis this summer so my daughter will have someone to beat on the court and I find it totally therapeutic to pull weeds; of which we have an unyielding supply. I take lots of photos and love creating photoshows. Did I mention I’m married to a Nordic god of thunder who once produced a commercial with James Allen Whitmore, Jr., the two-time Academy Award-nominated, Emmy- and Golden Globe-winning film actor? I shook hands with and got an autograph from Christopher Reeves when I was staying at the Grand Hotel on Macinac Island. He was there filming “Somewhere in Time” (I guess that movie is old now, huh?). Oh, ooh, and I’ve also experienced an earthquake that measured 6.5 on the Richter scale while visiting YellowStone National Park in 1975 – way cool. There, I bet you didn’t know all that.