A farm in Schenectady New York
Author Patricia Clay

Can she trade caviar for cattle, silk for saddles, and a corporate lawyer for a Cowboy?
I grew up in the industrial city of Schenectady, New York. My mother and father both emigrated from Italy as teenagers. They raised a large family of seven daughters of which I was last. The two sisters I have left live in Schenectady to this day. After my B.S. in Speech from SUNY at Geneseo, I moved to Long Island where I taught Jr. and Sr. High School English for six years (in Hempstead, North Babylon and East Islip).
Two children and one husband later, I moved to Dayton, Ohio, received an M.A. from the University of Cincinnati and spent the next twenty five years as Speech Pathologist in the public school system, wrote research and design units for the state, and pushed all those story ideas to the back of my brain.
Then -- retirement and paradise. My husband and I moved to Merritt Island, near Cape Canaveral and Cocoa Beach. My son lives in Orlando, about an hour away and my daughter lives on Merritt Island, about two miles away. The change in climate stimulated my creative urge and I've completed four contemporary novels (with a few false starts thrown in), some with elements of suspense, some without.
A life-long sports fan, I’ve been kissed by Johnny Bench and hugged by Pete Rose. I’ve been on stage with clown Emmett Kelly Jr. and delivered a birthday cake to jazz-man Woody Herman.
Besides working on my novels, I am a freelance writer for Florida Today, forerunner of USA Today.