Hello Ms. Drews and welcome to Divine Caroline. Would you briefly introduce yourself?
I’m a die-hard Wisconsinite, a wife, a mom, a terrible cook, and an eternal optimist. I married the cute kid that I unsuccessfully hid from while playing kick-the-can and sardines. No wonder he caught me since he later qualified for the Olympic Marathon Trials! I’ve never been a running star like my husband. I’m just one of the twenty million US women runners and am proud to say that I’ve completed eight marathons and more than a dozen halves. My former career was global, allowing me to accumulate air miles.
During each of our two son’s middle and high school years, I let them pick a one-on-one trip with just their mom. Yes, that was me sitting in the first five rows of those fifteen Dave Mathew’s Band concerts! As a freshman in college, I’d loved two basic studies courses—creative writing and introduction to computer science. In the seventies, the latter was an emerging field. Encouraged, I became the first graduate and was hired by IBM, putting my writing passion on the backburner until I retired in 2004.
Ever since some terrible tragedies occurred within Green Bay’s close-knit running community, I knew I had a story to tell.
You’ve written a true crime book about the death of your friend and the trial that happened afterward. However, I’d rather not let that overshadow a beautiful life that ended too early. Could you tell us a little about Pam?
I met Pam by chance, but we became soul mates by choice. She had a special smile, warm and genuine. Beneath her rough exterior, she often hid her tender side. As runners, we’d often jog at a comfortable pace while delving into every imaginable topic. There was nothing like a run, with miles of roads stretching out in front, to give us uninterrupted time to really talk. This is where we shared our aspirations, joys, and pains. It became our therapy, until, for Pam, my words were not enough …
