Like everyone, I’m rather daunted by the thought of summarizing the last forty years. Does everyone first think that nothing has really changed? I am blessed to still have both parents and both of my brothers and we all live in Houston so I see them all regularly – especially for those family holiday dinners that seem to change only in the recurring addition of chairs and expanding of the table. Again – blessings. So….I took my last final, BS in math, at the University of Houston on a Friday and married Charles Krohn the next evening 1967. Never got back to UofH for that Master’s Degree or into the high school classroom teaching math. Instead, I got my Actor’s Equity card ( the actor’s union), began performing professionally and had two beautiful sons, Aaron and Stuart, by the summer of 1971. I taught dance and theatre at St Thomas University and UofH while performing for the Alley, Theatre under the Stars, and other Houston theatres. In 1979 I found myself in A CHORUS LINE on Broadway in NYC, leaving Charles and three babysitters behind temporarily to fend for themselves – only after his urging that I couldn’t not go. The plan: To move the family to NY and become rich and famous. I found after a short time that God had other plans for me, I gave notice and returned to Houston to have our third gorgeous son, Adam, who would be known as our Chorus Line baby. I returned to teaching and performing and began to direct and choreograph. The new career led to working with the Tony award writer of the musical ANNIE, Charles Strousse on a new show in Tokyo. Then in 1981 we finally got the fourth grand prize, a daughter, Julia. The following summer Charles and I were both cast in the Las Vegas production of THE BEST LITTLE WHORE HOUSE IN TEXAS and drove with all four children and a UHAUL trailer for three months of some of the craziest time we ever spent. Las Vegas?!!!!! Two years later the producers of A CHORUS LINE celebrated the record-breaking performance by flying in anyone who had been in the show. I spent a week in NY, performed with 350 others who had performed in one of the many companies of the show over the nine years since it opened. What fun. Circumstances, having nothing to do with talent or skill, but simply being in the right place….I was front and center on the cover of the New York Times, the New Yorker and national TV broadcasts. In 1985 I was cast at the Alley in A….MY NAME IS ALICE a musical review with five women, which ran for six months here and then went to San Francisco for another three months. Lots of plane trips and phone calls. I continued to teach at UofH, Humphries School of Musical Theatre, Houston Community College, where I initiated a dance program, and to perform and direct whenever the opportunity presented itself. Traveled to Cairo with the Houston Grand Opera production of SHOWBOAT – again Charles and I were both cast so got to have a second honeymoon on the Nile – a childhood dream come true – to touch the walls of the Great Piramids. Became resident choreographer for the Houston Children’s Chorus (my daughter Julia was a member) and we took the chorus to Moscow and St. Petersburg. Five years ago I left teaching to take the position of Director of EarlyStages Children’s Theatre at Stages Repertory Theatre. We produce plays that are written specifically for families – professional actors performing for school groups and the public. I continue to enjoy performing – the latest being in the musical FALSETTOS at the Alley for the Houston Center for AIDS benefit. One son is married a year, one just graduated with a degree in economics, one is pursuing an acting career in NY and my daughter is attending Boston Conservatory. I still wait – impatiently – for the first grandchild. I say the first because I hope for several running around my rocking chair. Charles and I just celebrated our 35th anniversary and he remains a professor of English at St. Thomas University and a member of the acting company at the Alley. So…it appears we’ve gone full circle, but the merry-go-round has been a very entertaining ride and I thank God for apparently letting me “have it all.”