I'm sure it's a sign of my age that I don't know if I can really remember when I first put pen to paper. I'm old enough to be able to say that it would have been a pen and a paper "back in my day." I can remember writing in study halls in senior high school. Anyone else remember study halls? Good times. I would craft all kinds of worlds in my head and put them onto notebook paper, never letting anyone else see them. From there, my writing expanded and I was so lucky to find a job at a local animal shelter where I was able to write a weekly column for 20 years. It has really been eye-opening, educational and amazing.
I grew up in south-central Pennsylvania. Gettysburg to be exact.
They called me Jenny V when I was a kid. I got out of it in college, but it has resurfaced with some of my sister's friends, so here we are. Jenny V Writes. I had wanted to be a teacher in the beginning. An elementary school teacher. So I got a degree in Elementary Education. In a way, I like to think I still am teaching. Being a classroom teacher wasn't the path for me, and I will be the first to tell you, I DO NOT know how teachers do it. Theirs is a job that takes dedication, tenacity and steadfastness to a degree that I do not possess. To all teachers: every hat I own is off to you. You all are truly amazing. I decided I wanted to give communications/journalism a shot because I had always wanted to be a disc jockey. Crazy, I know. So I went back for a Master's Degree in Communications-Journalism. Both of my degrees are from Shippensburg University, Shippensburg, Pa. I did some part time work at local radio stations, worked at a local newspaper and even taught a course at Shepherd College (yeah, I tried one more time). Then I made my way to the Cumberland Valley Animal Shelter and that, you can read about in the books on this website. Our paths aren't linear. Follow yours wherever it takes you and learn everything you can from life, people and animals.
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