I am nothing, if not a tenacious dreamer, or a desperate believer in hard work and faith. When I was young-er I believed I would grow up to do great things. At the ripe old age of 7 I told my Mom (when asked what I was going to be when I grew up) “President”. She asked me why I would think that. I reminded her I was born on February 22nd, the same day as our First President George Washington. She said “Wow are you in for a long fall.” She was right. I have been trying to change the world all my life. I have been an activist for dolphins against the Tuna industry, testifying in front of the State Congress about the dangers of Pesticides and my fight to live because I was poisoned by one. I have joined Audubon, Green peace, PAN, Best Friends. I started my own foundation for orphans A non profit who funds water www.drlynnandtheorphans.com in America (on the Reservations) and in Africa. To date we have funded over 26 projects to the tune of around $110,000. over the course of 20 slow and gut wrenching years. I once sold my old Mercedes Benz (Named Daisy) at an auction. She was my buddy (my BFF was proposed to in that car) and it hurt like hell, but I didn’t have much else to offer at the time and kids were dying. I tell you this not to ring my own bell, but to share about tenacity. For some people life is easy peasy. They throw a seed out and grow a garden. For me I till and mulch and fertilize on my hands and knees and just as the little fledglings are coming up a storm floods the garden and all is lost. My life has been one long climb. I am often flattened (like the roadrunner) on life’s roads and somehow I unpeel myself and limp. I remember an Iron man (in this case a woman) who dragged herself across the finish line while losing control of her bowels. I don’t remember who won that year but I do remember her. That’s the tribe I belong to. Tenacity is in our blood.

I share all of this because I am limping along. The pandemic has brought a new challenge as I CAN”T get vaccinated. Believe me when I tell you I WANT to get vaccinated but I have almost died several times after a vaccination and Drs tell me the risk is too great. So I (we) husband Joe and I, are living a small day to day existence with only ourselves as company. When my husband goes out we mask around one another until the test says clear. Excuse my language, but that sucks. Masks at home sucks. Yet a Ventilator sucks too (I have been in ICU before and believe me you never fully recover.)

Why am I baring my life here (Or at least a small portion of my life)? Because I am about to launch a new line called “LOVE”. It’s a collection of shirts and Tees and towels and toe coverings (also known as socks) and cards and whatever else can carry and spread the message. Maybe a nightgown or a dress or two. I shared about the orphans because they will get a good chunk of any sale we make. I share some of the journey so you understand what a fool I am to keep trying or what a wonderful day it will be when this line of LOVE takes off and drills a well, or two, or ten. In the meantime here is a pic of the lines first product. A soft Tee and a racing back shirt (in honor of that girl in the Ironman, the one who didn’t win but who once inspired the whole world with her tenacity) I hope one day to be able to change someone’s world with mine starting with a shirt.