Having been raised in an Irish Italian family--telling stories was a way of life. For years I believed my father's fictional pie stealing pig named Ralph was real. I wanted to be able to keep that tradition alive as it is a way to reflect on history, society, and to entertain. I began as a nurse and I found that what I loved most about my patients was hearing their stories. Mr. gallbladder in room 112 had been in a concentration camp. I once had a patient from Cambodia who had a harrowing escape--I wrote is biography for him. Although I began my professio more...
