I was born into country life, which I really loved until my second year at school I was unfortunate enough to contract Polio. I spent the next nine months in hospital.
I was placed under the care of Sister Kenny, having the heat treatment, hot baths, then being packed in hot sand bags. I was totally paralysed all but my left arm.
I regained the use of my right arm and could sit up after nine months. But my feet had to have several operations before I could walk. I had a reprieve of some months back on the farm, before entering hospital again, this time it was another six years.
Home once again, I started work in a factory making babies clothes. Then to a leather factory making leather goods. From there I worked for Colunbia Pictures as a film examiner. I married and had three sons. I began writing after the death of my nine year old son in a hideous accident. Writing to me is a relaxation, and there are many stories out there to be told. I became a freelance journalist and enjoy putting words on paper as my mind goes into action.