About us

We look forward to hearing from you, or meeting you somewhere on the Road2Reinvention.

Maggie (the rescue dog) and I are hitting the road to reinvention in the winter of 2017.  We plan to visit National and State Parks, play the 100 best golf courses, and visit friends and family in the Lower 48, aka Continental U.S.  10890126204383184149

Born in Southern California in the newly created suburbs of Orange County and the 1950’s.   My parents moved my three sisters and I, from Southern California to Anchorage, Alaska in 1968.  It was like moving from Woodstock to Happy Days, a total culture shock.   College in Eugene, Oregon, a summer in Europe 1973, traveled in Asia for six months in 1985. I came of age in Anchorage, Alaska from 1968-95, and have been there and done that, so no need to revisit Alaska.  While I still consider Anchorage, Alaska home, I no longer go there.   You can read more about Alaska’s decline from the Progressive Last Frontier to going bat-shit crazy and rabid Republican in the 1990s.   Alaska was a place where everyone and everything was new.  But the state made a right turn, and the creation of Sarah Palin is why I left.  Alaska to Nevada was my first “reinvention”.

Four years in Carson City, Nevada I enjoyed exploring the Sierra Nevada Mountains from 1995-99.   I moved again and recreated myself to a Washington D.C. lobbyist in 1999.

17 years of walking the halls of the U.S. Capitol talking to Members of Congress advocating for workers on behalf of unions, I saw our Democracy up close and personal.   The money and the gerrymandering of Congressional Districts have corupted our government.  I couldn’t stand it anymore.   In June 2016, I sold my 3 story row house on Capitol Hill, got rid of all my furniture and possessions.   Except for a 5 ft storage in Florida, but I need to get rid of that stuff too, someday.

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Sisters Robin, Kerry, me, Bess the dog, and Becky. Circa 1960, from left to right.

Growing up in CA, my fondest memories are of my Mom renting a tear drop trailer, piling the family in the station wagon and heading to the Sierra Nevada Mountains, a National or State Parks.    I am reverting to my childhood.

Can a 60+ woman tow an Airstream?  We shall find out.  

Meet “Scout” my 19′ International Airstream.

Now please join me in singing the Kathy Mettea song, Further and Further Away.