Sallie's Life Story
I was born in Battle Creek, MI, July 7, 1944.  I now live 25 miles from there in Kalamazoo, MI, 57 years later.  I didn't go from A to B, however to achieve that goal, rather, all though the alphabet living in such places as Del Rio, Texas and Woodstock Illinois.  

I've had what I call "several lives" being married to a TWA Airline pilot, having two daughters with him.  However, he wasn't as married as I was and after one too many flight attendants, I moved on and started over at 38.  Disliking the single life, I married a good friend who also disliked the single life.  The only difference between that and marrying my brother would be that the latter is illegal.  From there, I returned to single life and this time found single life to be much more tolerable.  In fact, I committed myself to be a bachelorette for life.  Until  I went to work for a dentist as a receptionist in 1985.  Throwing myself into my work as I have a tendency to do, I made a major effort to help this young upstart pursue his career, becoming the manager of his office.  I facilitated the growth of an office of one dentist, one front desk person, one assistant and one part time hygienist turning it into ! an office building twice the size now employing that same dentist, another dentist who has branched out on his own with two offices, 2 front desk people, 2 assistants, and 3 hygienists, as well as myself as a consultant.  In 1993, I married that dentist.

Together we have my daughters, Ginger who lives in New York (Tribecca) and has an 8 year old daughter and Heidi who makes her home with her husband and two sons, 4 and 1 in San Ramon, CA, although they are temporally headquartered in London, England with his work for two years.  Ken also has a 20 year old son, Aaron who is in his third year at the University of MI.  Ginger is a writer and teaches writing at NYU and Fordum and Heidi is a Veterinarian who has decided at 32 that she'd rather bake pastries than operate on domestic animals and is attending Cordon Blue Chef's school in London.
Aaron isn't sure what he wants to be when he grows up...in fact...he's not sure that he wants to grow up at all.  Do any of us?

I was diagnosed with MS in 1989 after the MRI made a possitive diagnosis a sure thing.  Those of you who find me chatting online will notice that my biggest problem with the disease is the effects on my cognitive thought.  I am particularly aware of it when I write things such as this and can't spell.  My parents were writers and would cringe at the mistakes I make today.  I used to consider myself able to wax quite eloquent and now I can barely get the message across.  This frightens me most in that I often get lost while out of my home range and I bow to the Goddess of Lily, that wonderful lady of Prozac, daily. = ) My biggest fear is that I'll type something this long and push a button to lose it all and have to recreate it.  With that thought and your eyes to consider, end of story.