52 years old
Owner-Broker, Trailblazer Realty/Artist
Lifelong Sacramentan, CSUS graduate-BA Organizational Communications, freelance writer, mixed-media artist (see frog), real estate broker, advocate for seniors and homeless animals, non-profit volunteer and prior fundraiser, horse ranch owner, JRT owner, often cynical, voracious reader and Sci-Fi lover. Critical of local politics and politicians, land developers and "business opportunity scam artists" who abound in this region. Spent my childhood riding a pony up and down the Del Paso Park trails (trying to avoid the weirdos in the bushes!), hosting huge parties in high school (when my parent's went out of town), and basically being a wild child/special events coordinator. Sadly, grew up and attended college--worked my way through school, married Ron, bought a small ranchette. Overall, still optimistic about life.
Orangevale, CA--Today, as my truck swung into the horseshoe driveway, Megan immediately saw the Notice of Trustee's Sale tacked to her front door, the locks had been changed, and a Realtor's lockbox was affixed to the entrance of the large family home with a pool and acreage. Her house had been sold at auction. This was the end of my friend's dream. And as her Realtor, I was a reluctant witness to the final chapter. Megan had tried to work out a "short sale" with the bank--selling the house for less than was owed. Within two weeks of listing the house, she even received two offers, one for cash. But, in the end, the bank decided to send the house to auction on October 26, 2009. On the st
Sacramento, CA--This month marks the fourth year of my father’s death. Dad was so caught up in the day-to-day particulars of his suburban North Sac life and as a caregiver to my Mother, I think at times he actually forgot to enjoy it. The day after he passed, I was searching his home office, drowning in grief and looking for something (anything) to comfort me. I spied Dad’s small spiral bound note pad with his pen resting at a jaunty angle on top of the page. There was a long "To Do" list scribbled in ink—bills to pay, errands to run, and fix-it projects around the house. Just five days prior, he had renewed his October subscription to National Geographic and his AARP membership. A