Photo Flap


Here I am with my husband, Jody. This was taken at Disneyland in September 2015, and I must say, neither of us has looked better in recent years.  Jody and I have been married since 1978, so I guess it’s safe to say we’re a couple for life.

Jody is the guy behind the curtain for me, the one who is always there, always supportive, always helpful. He doesn’t offer me advice with my writing, which is good since he isn’t a writer. He doesn’t complain that I haven’t landed that million dollar book contract yet. Or that I probably never will. He believes in me and encourages me to keep trying. What more could any spouse ask of his or her better half? Thank you, my dear. I love you.



Carrie & Michael


Although Jody and I have been empty nesters since moving to Fresno in 2002, our two daughters, Carrie and Katie, continue to keep in touch, so I guess we did something right in the parenting department.

Both girls can no doubt remember their mother sitting first at a desk and typewriter, later behind a computer screen, spending hour after hour plucking away at the keyboard. Like Jody, they remain a source of inspiration. If they don’t really believe in me, they put on a great act. Hopefully the newest member of the family, little Benicio, will carry on the tradition! Love you all so much!


Katie, Jose & Benicio



In addition to the human members of my family, I would like to introduce each of my animal companions. To avoid hard feelings, I’m listing them by size, largest first.

017aa693cf0c1ba63a5978c21e54e01b7ed99bd7fcThis handsome fellow is J.R. (short for Junior). I brought him home at the sweet little age of 8 weeks (only 9 pounds!) in July of 2013. As most people who know me realize, I am a boxer lady. This is our fourth boxer, and the only one I got as a pup. Now a trim but muscular 66 pounds, he is well on his way to carrying on the boxer tradition of being as silly as any breed will ever be. His name stems from my love of the old TV show, Dallas, as well as his predecessor, Kook, who passed away in his sleep at the age of 13. We still miss you big guy! I think you would be proud of how J.R. is carrying on your tradition.

Next up is Elvis. Yes, his name is really Elvis–and I didn’t even name him myself! I adopted him in September of 2010, and his name is partly why. As Julia said when I told her about him, how can you not take a dog named Elvis home?! She was right. He is a dachshund basset hound mix, though he looks mostly like a dachshund, or, as m01ce39507564f7ff54911d245db11af76f69b5a2aay vet pal Dr. Brewer says, “the largest dachshund in the world.”  He is a solid 45 pounds, and has no trouble pushing J.R. around when he feels like it. When our beloved Kook passed, Elvis took over as leader of the pack and I don’t think he plans on relinquishing that title any time soon.



The last of our canine crew is Lila, a 25 pound terrier mix. Lila came to us four hears ago from IMG_0295Oakland, where Carrie volunteers at a no kill shelter. Lila was returned to the shelter because of separation anxiety. She proved quite a challenge, but thanks to Fresno’s top notch dog trainer, Brittany at Instinct Dog Training, Lila has learned to get along with other dogs and adjusted to being in a crate when necessary. She loves her brothers, who let her get away with just about everything. While she barks a big game, she has become my little cuddle pop.



Batman, or Bat for short, was so named for the mask on his face. He is definately more in tune with the modern-day Batman than the earlier Adam West TV era caped crusader. Bat takes his job of Cat Spokesman very seriously. He can meow for hours on end, however long it takes to make food appear in all the cat dishes. Batman would, however, prefer to belong to the canine side of the family. He is mezmorized by the National Geographic channel whenver Dogtown or The Dog Whisperer are on. He also prefers hanging out with the canines, though he has yet to convince them of the value of his grooming skills.



2 thoughts on “Photo Flap

  1. Thank you for your nice comments, Suzi. Ironically, I used to play tennis but never basketball. Your “dream” vacation sounds wonderful.

    Katie is very special for sure. It’s amazing and yet not surprising that most everyone who knows her come to think of her in that way. She is destined for greatness, we just don’t know in what way that will all play out.

    Take care, and keep reading our blog!



  2. Hi Connie,

    I’m enjoying your blog and fascinated with your NBA obsession. Reading about players I grew up with before the NBA was all bright lights and big business is a lot of fun. My grandma was from Boston, so Celtics green was my color, John Havlicek, my hero.

    I have had a similar enduring relationship with tennis, though I have never really played the game. My love affair began as an adolescent with my first television glimplse of that magical lawn at Wimbledon. Again, that green. In the 70s, girls playing sports was a rarity, and seeing women athletes on TV in the pre-ESPN era, even more so. I’d eagerly lap up every moment of coverage with Dick Enberg on NBC – late night updates before Johnny Carson on the small B&W set in my room and pre-dawn “Breakfast at Wimbledon” signaled the beginning of summer for me.

    My dream vacation begins in May – Paris and Roland Garros for the French Open. Then across the pond to London for Wimbledon in late June, back to France for the Tour de France (cycling is another obsession, but I do “play” this sport) and then wrap up the summer in August and September in New York at the US Open. Yes, a dream.

    I came to your blog because I work with your daughter, Katie. Just wanted to say she’s a real gem. I know you already know that. I have worked with many bright and talented people at UCSD – Katie is one of the brightest, particularly among the younger folks I work with. Seems she came by her fascination with books and history honestly.

    Take care, and happy blogging!



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