Women in Business San Diego
National Multiple Sclerosis Society. I can’t pour enough of my money, time, and support into a non-profit seeking a cure for a disease my family is personally affected by.
Continue reading “Caroline Roughneen”
I am a Maine girl at heart but have lived in many other places since leaving home for college. I grew up with Acadian French influence and my parents and older generations preferred to speak French. This came in handy when I was an expat in Paris, France for two years. It has been a fun topic over the years talking about the different expressions and comparing the French I grew up with to the French spoken in France.
Continue reading “Kim Benson”
I grew up in Canyon, CA, a tiny town in the San Francisco Bay Area. I can’t imagine a more idyllic place to grow up – it’s in a redwood forest, close to the cities but so tiny and tucked away no one know it’s there. In summers I would splash barefoot in the creek looking for water skeeters and in winters go mushroom hunting with my family. My parents still live there so I get to enjoy it as an adult as well.
Continue reading “Marnie Baird”
I love that through my career I get the opportunity to make a difference in people’s lives. I love that I get to truly impact people’s lives in a positive way by helping them identify goals, dream, and objectives and turning them into reality.
Continue reading “Candace Berkman”
I also like to hike. We have a book A Foot and a Field that reviews trails in San Diego county. We are busy trying to hike the suggestions in there.
Continue reading “Brenda-Lee Smith”
Vacation Idea: My husband and I went on a Mediterranean cruise from Barcelona to Athens. We loved sampling ports and cities and now dream of going back to the places needing more time to explore and enjoy.
Continue reading “Eileen Gaffen”
I grew up in a small town north west of Toronto called Shelburne, Ontario, Canada. I had an amazing childhood and my best friends are still the women I grew up with. There was no movie theatre, no McDonalds and one traffic light. I lived on a dead end street and one winter the Dad’s made an ice rink in the field. That was a good winter.
Continue reading “Patti Peterson”