I was born on this planet. But when I was a child, my Mother thought I was an alien. She had an accent and I didn't. It's really hard for a Mother to accept the fact that although we were her real children we did not speak the same native language. Things became confusing when I went to Kindergarten. I had a slight accent. But it was gone almost immediately and I began my life as an American. ( I was born here, you know.)

Speaking a foreign language came in handy later on. In High School I did really well in French Class with my mother coaching me. I always had the best accent in class. Barry Goldstein, the boy who sat across from me was so impressed , that he wanted to hold my foot.(I was kind of naive about what foot fetish was back then) In College I got an 'A' in German because it was my first language. But English is the language of my Country of Birth and I excelled in that. My Math skills in High School were far from perfect and Mr. Adenoid the 60 something teacher who taught both the Algebra and Geometry classes drove me to sleepyland.....slept through all of my classes.

My Dad told me in College that if I didn't get it together my main support would dry up overnight. A good kick in the can will always wake you up when you need to move on.

After 14 years of Ballet and two months of piano I really wasn't sure where my career path would take me. I had a marvelous opportunity of becoming a partner in the Magic Business. But I wasn't too crazy about having to make a rabbit disappear and having my legs sawed off. So I quit. Besides I was too shy at the time to just wear tights and a bikini with fringe and tassels. And the guy who hired me had exaggerated the exact enumeration I would receive.

With a College Education you would think all the doors would be open, especially for a woman. But what the heck do you do with a Degree in Anthropology??!! Go to the Fertile Crescent and dig up some bones??!! Hey , there may still be a job for me now in Iraq.

With my language skills as an advantage I became a Fright (Flight) Attendant in 1932. (You know that if a woman lies about her age, how can you trust other things she tells you? It's better to be truthful.) I look really good for 89.

I met many important dignataries and famous people. I once met a producer whom I used to my advantage, so that I could become a filmaker. Unfortunately he found out that I was involved in the Teapot Dome Scandal, and since he had ties to Washington, he dropped me like a hot potato and that was the end of my Filmaker career.

In 1952 when I had been flying 20 years, my reputation for being nosy had already spread far and wide. In 1991 I was approached by the Windemere International Covert Activities Corporation. They had heard of my incredible secretive detective skills and I was hired on the spot.

Today I am doing very well. I cannot disclose exactly who and what I follow. But I can tell you that I have stalked the rich and famous and I can do it legally......and of course for money.