What's Up:
I’ve lived in
Sheridan, Wyoming for 25 years, having moved here to be near my
ex-husband’s family and the mountains. I, like so many people of
Northern Wyoming, am grateful that the main interstate, I-80, goes
through the southern part of the state. Sheridan,
http://www.sheridanwyoming.org, is a very unique community in
terms of history, culture and interests. Sadly, we’re on our way to
becoming another Jackson Hole. You can well imagine that many of us
would prefer it to be different. Wyoming people are fairly
independent sorts, honoring the frontier and pioneering spirit. I am
very comfortable here and only imagine leaving to someday become a
snowbird to southern Utah or Florida when I retire.
The highlight of my year is working 12 days on weekends in the
spring, at the local greenhouse and nursery, carrying flats of
plants to restock the shelves. I’ve never worked so hard, for so
little money, and enjoyed anything more in my whole life. I’ve
learned a lot about plants, got into better shape and supported my
spendy habit of gardening. Truthfully, it really is all about
supporting my flower pressing hobby that is a very small cottage
business. My other interests include photography and cooking, as
well as, regularly investing towards retirement by playing the
lottery <grin>.
I almost joined the “In Memoriam” Page in 2002 with a ruptured
appendix. Did you know that appendicitis circles through our age
group again? I had very little pain, virtually no fever (a half an
hour!), and in fact drove myself to the hospital after five days of
not feeling well. I only went because it was a Friday and “just in
case it really was something,” I thought I’d better check it out
before the weekend. I did almost die the following Monday. A most
interesting experience, almost dying – it wasn’t like how I thought
it would be.
This month I will begin taking Yoga Teacher Training, a 265 hour
course – 16 months long, here in Sheridan, Wyoming, no less. I’m
really looking forward to “leaning into” an integrated and
long-established system of mind and body. When I’m through, I
expect that I will share my knowledge with current cancer patients
and their families, along with other survivors (I could have died
another time, but didn’t) like myself, and others, particularly
low-income women. In addition to this training, I’m a Certified
Laughter Leader with World Laughter Tour – Haysa Yoga, the ancient
Yoga practice of therapeutic laughter.
I still drive my dream car, a ’91 Honda Civic, which drives and
corners like a sports car. I’m not the typical Wyoming driver since
I learned to drive in Denver where you race to the stop sign. It was
great fun teaching my daughters to drive like me. One of these
years I’m going to have to get another car, which more than likely
will be a Honda CRV. Right now, I have 230,000 miles on my little
car. I’ll seriously think about a new car when I’m beyond 300,000.
My Occupation:
I began my
career as a teacher on a two-year teaching certificate in the
Panhandle of Nebraska. The school in which I began was a one-room
country school, K-8, sans indoor plumbing and running water. The
school, between Big Springs and Lewellen, was a 15 mile drive on
country roads from town. The first year I taught I was expected to
wear dresses. However, I didn’t let that stop me from hunting
pheasants on the way home from school. I taught there for two years
and then moved to a town school, K-12 in two adjoined buildings. It
was here that I completed my education at the University of Nebraska
at Kearney.
I moved next to Central City, Nebraska where I taught in a
departmentalized upper-elementary school setting. I achieved one of
my major goals there – teaching sixth grade social studies – Mexico,
Central and South America and Canada. During this time, I earned my
masters degree in counseling and educational psychology. My next
career move was to become an elementary counselor here in Wyoming.
I am still a certified teacher with elementary and middle school
endorsements with several hours in special education. I also hold a
K-12 counseling certificate. While I doubt I’ll return to the
classroom, I’ll continue to recertify each time it roles around.
Like my car, I go for longevity.
In 1980 my family and I moved to Sheridan. I began work at the
Mental Health Center then, and was privileged to work there for 23
years, most of it practicing in the comprehensively focused,
community mental health center model established in the 60’s. In
this model, I worked as a generalist, and have experienced and
witnessed a myriad of testimonies of the human condition.
I went into private practice two years ago. Health, well-being and
successful living are the hallmarks of my practice. Beginning this
fall, I’m diversifying and my practice and I will also offer
training, consulting and personal coaching. I am a Master
Practitioner and Health Certified in Neuro-Linguistic Programming
(NLP). I’m also trained in Thought Engines® technology that deals
with stress resolution and habit control. I have been working with
the developer of Thought Engines® for over four years with gastric
bypass patients from Utah, Idaho and Wyoming,
http://www.weightlossengines.com. I also find Thought Engines®
to be very helpful with my other clients because of the effective
and enduring outcomes they achieve. I had breast cancer in 1993 and
consider it one of my greatest gifts (and teachers) that I’ve
received in my life. Naturally, my practice is most welcoming to
cancer participants and their families. I am very open to others
from our class who want to share their cancer journeys, both past
and present. Retire? Who knows when, just someday - maybe?
My Family:
I have been
divorced for 14 years after 22 years of marriage. I have two
daughters, one who looks very English and Scottish and the other
looks Spanish like her Cuban father. My eldest, Wendy, is 28 and
married to a Sheridan County Sheriff’s Deputy. She has bachelor’s
degree in social work and is the Program Director for a private
group home for adolescent girls. It is the only group home that is
certified by the State of Wyoming as a maternity home. She’s not
made me a grandmother yet, but is hoping that one of these days
she’ll say it’s happening.
My youngest daughter, Kelly, age 22, is a senior at Pittsburg State
University, Pittsburg, Kansas. She’ll graduate with a bachelor’s
degree in social work in December. She will live with me until she
moves on to graduate school, possibly DU, in June or September of
2006. She’ll pursue a masters in social work and become a Licensed
Clinical Social Worker. Hmm, it seems that both girls have and are
following in my foot steps. Really, I’d love to have them both come
into my practice.
My mother, Laveta (Gordon, Wanley) Dinnebeck was Dr. Tillquist’s
office nurse from 1954-1971. Then she worked for Dr. Kohler and
Goeble for a couple of years before moving to Granby and Kremling
with my step-father. Many WRHS students were patients of these
doctors and may remember my mother. She was often recognized as the
“best tail gunner” in Wheat Ridge because of all the shots she
gave. I moved my mother to Sheridan in 1996. She is a bi-lateral
amputee. Following each amputation, the first in 1988 and the
second in 2003, she learned to walk again, an amazing feat for any
one, but particularly true for someone her age. My mother is 85. Favorite Memories:
My memories of
high school have been dimmed by chemotherapy. I have so enjoyed the
reverie each time I read someone’s bio and they tell of their
favorite memories. I’d forgotten that we had so many activities.
When I think of high school, in addition to friends and classmates,
I think about the defining experiences fostered by our teachers. We
were taught critical thinking skills, how to write a decent
paragraph, taught to type and given permission to become who we were
meant to be. I particularly remember, fondly now, painfully then,
Miss Lynen, Mr. Ellis, Mr. Manis, Miss Hill, Mr. Wetherbee, Mrs. Tenney and Mr.
Trujillo. Seminar in Social Studies was my favorite class and set
the stage for the rest of my life.
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