My favorite memory of SMHS
Taking the hall pass from Mr. Chris's art class to go to the rest room.  It was a beautiful spring day, and Ivan Peterson just happened to be out as well,  We sat on the lawn, forgot about class until Mr. C wandered by  He smiled, gave us his blessing, and walked on. That was California in all its warm beauty. However, I later became a high school art teacher myself, and never was so gracious.

After Graduation

Graduated from USC in the fields of art and architecture, then went on to get two teaching credentials in Secondary and Elementary Ed. at Cal State in Hayward. Taught in the Bay area for five years. I was married very briefly, before I met my present husband, Web (now of 39 years). I consider him my "Mulligan".

We lived in Indiana where I taught art, and Web completed his surgery training, in orthopedics. In 1978 we moved to Seattle, Washington. where we raised two sons through Little League, professional acting and plays, regional  tennis competitions, until they could finally drive themselves. (Driving carpool is a big part of my resumé).  This is when I went back to school, again, for three years, this time in Interior design. (Strange for someone who always used to skip class and hated school to keep going on indefinitely. )  I was in this field for a few years.

Then in 1990, I found my first love, painting and drawing, from a very inspirational painting teacher. There were many oil painting teachers to follow. Ten years later, after I worked solidly in my art studio, my paintings began to sell.  I enjoyed being in four major galleries, in four different states. It was a fun ride until the market fell.

About this time, our two sons, both newly married, started to produce granddaughters.

We have three good reasons to be on a plane now.  One family lives in Manhattan and the other is a MD in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. All three little grandchildren are under the age of four.  Web is fully retired from medicine (but not other businesses),  and we have no reason not to be on a plane to somewhere.  I still try to paint three to five hours a day, when at home, and still enjoy the occasional sale of a painting now and then.  

We are so sorry to have missed this fun reunion.