Emerging from my mother. At my birth, I looked up, saw the lights in the operating room and said, "This is for me."

I was working as a publicist for the TV drama series "The U.S. Steel Hour," and had lunch one day with the line producer of the series who told me he was leaving to go to work for the educational station in Boston. This was before public television as a system existed, and I remember my head exploding and saying, "I had no idea there was such a thing as educational television." I knew instantly that whatever it was, it was for me. In fact, there was no educational station in New York. Channel 13 was a commercial station and, as it turned out, a court battle over its future was in progress, as a non-profit group fought and won the battle to have it turned into an educational station. I followed the case as it wound its way through the courts and when I read that the challengers had won, I finagled a meeting with the station manager and talked him into giving me a job as a producer of news and public affairs. A few years later, I fell in love with the idea of turning the tube into a real educator to benefit young children.

When I was in the University of Texas drama department and realized I had no talent, it seemed logical to go for a Journalism major.

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I had  been a child actress and had attended the Neighborhood Playhouse and Carnegie Tech’s drama school and it was assumed by my family that I would continue in the theater.

But while waiting for my husband to graduate I needed to earn a living, and the woman running the advertising department of a retail store in Youngstown, OH, figured that a theater background with the love of writing that had won me a number of awards should add up to a good copywriter in her department – and hired me.

It was love at first sight, meant to be, destiny, all that stuff. I never looked back.