 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
== |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
The day I'd played for the great kids at Mickie Martin's special education class. |
|||||||||||||||
Me at the IMPROV comedy club as Marilyn sending off the United States Navy. Bless their hero hearts. |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|||||||||||||||
Stinkerbell, found in the middle of the roadway, was rehabbed and released but found her way into XANZEER. |
|||||||||||||||
HOME BIO EXCERPTS PIX PRESS CONTACT Copyright © 2010 Marja Healy |
|||||||||||||||
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
I played harp for 15 yr. old Jessica McPeek, recovering from an auto accident wherein she'd lost her equally young cousin. We have since lost Jessica too. She will never be forgotten.
I got hauled into Chicago's 23rd Precinct for driving a suspicious white van while scouting locations for XANZEER in Wrigleyville.(This really happened.)
Me in my bad-hair-day disguise with author Jacquelyn Mitchard who always looks cute. She's got dimples for God's sake. And a heart bigger than Wisconsin.
A Thanksgiving & Christmas concert for our wonderful elderly in the Morgan Home.
Anna Marie, my beloved neice, who'd lost her life to cancer. The world will never be the same without her.
