My grandfather far preferred the company of dogs to that of most humans, and on some days, I think he had it right. He died at the age of 95, surrounded by three of his faithful companions, each a rescue he couldn't pass up. A man of hidden emotions and few words, his gift to me at an early age was a deep and abiding love and respect for all animals, great and small. Prior to an allergic husband, I spent many years fostering injured cats, and helped to find loving, forever homes for a multitude of feline victims of abuse and neglect. Along with the allergic husband, I'm now entrusted with the care of one spoiled dog and two hopefully not too spoiled children.
In my professional life, I'm a senior planner with a regional development commission. My job entails assisting non-profit agencies with strategic planning, group facilitation, program development and evaluation, and grant seeking/grant writing. During the past 22 years I've held positions in marketing, public relations, project development and program coordination. In addition to my professional positions, I've done freelance grant writing for a variety of clients for the past 12 years.
I am incredibly honored to work with the WindChill Legacy and to offer my professional skills in support of the Legacy's mission and goals. I was forever touched by WindChill's heroic hope in the face of the worst we humans have to offer. I was equally touched and amazed at the human compassion and capacity to care demonstrated during his rescue and the subsequent creation of the Legacy. Maybe my grandfather really didn't have it right and there is still hope for us humans after all.
