๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜€๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป, ๐—ฃ๐—ต๐——: โ€œI started out in a great family with a middle class upbringing. Thank God I didn't โ€˜want for anythingโ€™. When I was ten, I got diagnosed with a neuromuscular disorder. So, I learned early on what it's like to be different. My disorder couldn't be seen. It was called Myasthenia Gravis. For me that meant fatigue of the muscles and droopy eyelids.


All of my symptoms disappeared by the time I was eighteen.


As far as vocation went, if we didn't think we wanted to take over our dad's business the rule in our family was education, education, education. My father owned a pleating and embroidery factory. I thought I was going to be president of that company, until I worked there every summer.


Educationally speaking, I wasnโ€™t looking at a bright future. I was getting F's in math and in my family, F's were unacceptable. It wasn't that I couldn't learn, I just couldn't concentrate in a large public school environment. My friend and next door neighbor suggested I go to his private school. My parents talked to his parents and I ended up going there ninth through twelfth grade. It was exactly what I needed.


I continued my education and ended up with a PhD in Psychology.


When I was sixteen I joined a charity organization, the Myasthenia Gravis Foundation. It's a subgroup of the Muscular Dystrophy Association. I was asked to speak in front of 1200 people to help raise money for research.


I was nervous and scared.


It was an excellent experience that taught me I could be a public speaker.โ€