After leaving Nova in 1974, I followed a boyfriend to Columbia, SC and landed at the University of South Carolina majoring in journalism. Boredom took over and without getting a degree, I took a job in 1981 working for a group of ophthalmologists.

Through a much protested blind date, I met my future husband. One day during my lunch hour in 1983 I married Woody Freeman. Woody held a music theory degree and worked for the South Carolina Educational Network.

I continued to work my way through the ranks at the Columbia Eye Clinic. I rose to supervisor and eventually became a doctor's personal assistant.

Due to extreme pressure and long hours, I began suffering grand mal seizures. As a young girl, I suffered seizures but they lay dormant for years. Advice from Woody to retire under disability fell on deaf ears. I loved my job too much. Finally, after having several embarrassing grand mal seizures at work within just a few months, I took retirement two years ago. My only regret is that I didn't do it sooner.

A few years earlier, Woody left his job to pursue his music. A home recording studio brings in much freelance work. For the past ten years he has been the keyboardist in a part time Beach/Top 40 band traveling the southeast.

For health reasons, I began running upon retirement. I began competing this year and discovered I'm addicted to the sport.

My other love is correcting grammatical errors in the media. That comes from having an English-teacher mother. It has continuously irked me that SC ranks 49th in the country in education. Because Columbia's only newspaper professes to be a teaching tool to our state schools, I have written several letters to the editor expressing my displeasure with its grammatical errors. And surprisingly, my snotty letters have always been published.

I have countless chances to travel, but I enjoy my home life. I answer to no one to which Alma and Rose can attest. Today I am a little less shy, a little less gullible, and extremely happy.

Contact: jaf923@bellsouth.net

In the nine years following graduation, I practiced all of the skills I acquired through my duties in Contemporary and Performing Arts, specifically: box office sales and phone solicitation; costume design and construction; trash surfing for sets and props; program advertisement sales; dance and movement; set design and construction; presentation and promotion; and rhythm and timing, because Auntie Mame said, "timing is everything."

The one skill I never acquired or later practiced was singing. The lovely, talented Paige O'Hara said my salty voice could be heard over the entire "Henry Street" chorus. 'Nuff said...

My son, Ramsey Paul Dulin was born in the summer of 1983. His life has enhanced my life in ways that I can't explain.

I married a Yankee, Steven Curtis Hawley in 1985. His business, Steve's Motorsport, founded in 1982, is located in downtown Charlotte, one block away from and in-between Charlotte's football stadium and practice fields. It also sits directly in the path of Charlotte's proposed baseball stadium.

Steve is the best foreign car mechanic in the Charlotte, North Carolina area. He has built and raced amateur Sports Car Club of America race cars since the mid '70s. Steve put me on the track in one of his race cars immediately after following me across town. He said, "If you're going to drive like that, do it on the track!"

I won the big championship race my first year,1987. My average is just under one win in three races, or something like 21 wins in 67 races. I road race SCCA's Improved Touring Class C at: Charlotte Motor Speedway, North Carolina Speedway, Atlanta Motor Speedway, Road Atlanta, Roebling Road, Daytona Motor Speedway, Sebring International Raceway, and Moroso Motorsport Park. The best years of my adult life have been spent embarrassing 20-40 of the most conceited, though talented male competitors.

Take that Allen Hill, for saying, "No, Mickey, set construction is for the boys. Aren't you happy in costumes? How about props?" I must thank Rick Gould for telling Allen that it would be OK because I would surely blend-in with the guys at the PA warehouse. And a big thank you to my mother, who believed me when I said I could replace a roof, a toilet, and a foundation, by myself, without the assistance of men.

Alma recently relocated to Northern Florida, and we're not far behind her. We want to be near Alma, and we can't wait to race those Florida tracks again.

contact: rosehawl@bellsouth.net

I wrote poetry and plays, one of which was produced at Miami's first Festival of the Arts in 1982. I earned a B.A. in English Literature from Florida Atlantic University. After graduation, I won a scholarship to do some grad work in Eng. Lit. at Exeter College at Oxford, England, and returned home for the birth of my second daughter. I married Cindy in 1983; her daughter Karon is 20 and our daughter Brittany is 12.

We moved to Salisbury, Maryland in 1988 to start a trucking business with Cindy's brothers and I sold my stock in the company in 1990. I became Vice President of Sales for Milliken & Michaels, Inc., the largest commercial collection agency in the world. I retired from M & M in March of 1998 to resume my writing fulltime.

I contracted bladder cancer in 1997 (and beat it!) only to discover a second primary cancer in July of 1998 in my right lung. My friends know me as a fighter, and I intend to beat this nuisance too. I have one chapbook of Poetry "Arrival: One or Only?" LaPress Publications: Hollywood, Florida 1983, and individual poems published in small anthologies and reviews. After I recover from cancer surgery in mid-September, 1998, I plan to go back to writing, living and loving with a new vengence.

I do hope that Roger Davies can find a better recent photo of me - pursing my lips about to say "Roger, wait a second" is not how I wish others to know my adult countenence (Roger, I am laughing quite hard right now).

Contact:
Cindy Azar
147 Shinnecock Road
Dover, Delaware 19904.
Phone: 302-677-1668
Email: PoetBear7@aol.com