All the little things


I'm a Kentuckian by choice, and have lived here for more than 20 years. My children were born and raised here, and Berea is my heart's home and my anchor. I can't imagine any other place more beautiful or more worthy of love and care.

I grew up in South Louisiana. My mother and father were foster parents, and our household ranged in size regularly, with an average of about ten children sitting at our supper table each day. I attended the University of Louisiana, Lafayette, where I met my future husband, a Leslie county native, doing grad work. 

Raising four teenagers simultaneously is a challenge. I've learned to pick my battles, think long term, enjoy the small victories, and know when to stand firm in the bitter gales of defeat.

I've seen so many who haven't had a voice, or felt heard when they've spoken, that I feel the need to stand for them. As a Berea city council member I will do what's right, no matter the opposition, because I know what it's like to be silenced, sidelined, and treated as insignificant in the eyes of those in power.


I've done a little bit of everything to pay the bills. Well, almost everything. ​I've worked on my own cars out of neccessity, went without every single essential utility at one time or another, been on the receiving side of the food bank, and I understand the struggles of day to day family life.

My early days were spent in my local library, first as a patron and later as an employee. As an avid reader, my life's goal was set to librarian quickly, and I will still direct you to various Dewey Decimal system categories when asked. 

Never one to stay idle, I was given the chance to practice my baking skills locally . . . until Covid-19. More recently I have focused on family and friends, helping one another take this crisis seriously but still keeping sight of an end when we'll be walking and talking side by side again, maskless.



Growing up in the Deep South is a unique experience. My husband travels back in time when he goes home to Eastern Kentucky. So do I when I travel back to South Louisiana. 

I've seen first-hand the endemic racism that most of America only now seems to realize exists. When you grow up in a region where 'public' means 'for those who aren't white or can't afford a private membership somewhere else', you have to make a choice. My choice has always been, and will always be, to side against those who hold themselves above or separate from others. Democracy is the voice of all the people, not the voice of a chosen or self-elevated few. I would go so far as to argue that it is a democracy's duty to represent those who can't speak for themselves. My mission in seeking public office is simple, but for some, seems difficult. I will listen and speak for everyone. Not just those who look or think or dress or are in any other way similar to me.

I will be an amplifier for my constituents and I have a loud voice.