Sometimes the best trips start with a simple yes—to a new group, a new place, and an experience you don’t fully understand yet. This one began with a $25 ski club membership and ended with an incredible experience. I started skiing at age 42, scared to death, with too many falls in one day to count—but I did not give up. I knew I had to stick with it because I knew one day I would love it. I like to think of it as going from a kiddie pool to the Pacific Ocean: one small slope at a time until...

Chapter 1: The Spark It all started so simply—an idea that kept me from falling asleep. I had just turned 55, and my eldest daughter was about to turn 26. We shared a birthday week. It also happened to coincide with Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany. I felt like the universe was giving me a little wink-wink. That tiny spark of an idea planted itself right there in my heart—and before long, it began to grow. And once I get something in my head… oh boy. Quickly, I pulled up Google Maps, tracing my...

June, 2023 I grew up in the suburbs, just 10 miles away from the city of Philadelphia, but I only saw Philly through Channel 6 Action...