Employment as Mrs. Whitehead started immediately as a breakfast waitress at Lake Placid Club. The mile-long hallway to a kitchen the size of a football field having individual stations for each menu item convinced her to go elsewhere. She then answered the need for a temporary receptionist and switchboard operator at the Saranac Lake hospital, her typing skills punching out letters for delinquent accounts.

There were twelve rewarding years with the Governor Wentworth Regional School District split by a one-year intermission with Yankee Title Abstract Company. Her goal, however, became employment that allowed off-season travel once Mark retired from the food-service rat race. One summer, she stocked a chuck wagon and offered snacks to golfers at Kingswood Golf Course. After three seasons managing a gift shop at Story Land in Glen, she earned her CDL to become a tour driver on Wolfeboro’s Molly the Trolley for seven summers, passengers unable to escape her historical tidbits. Molly’s parents also owned Panoramic Publishing Company at the time and quickly invited her to an office job as well. For sixteen years, many responsibilities kept her happily occupied until retirement at the age of 68.

Over the years, in addition to arts, crafts plus demolition, design, and finish work on DIY home improvements, she volunteered for at least eighteen organizations. Her composition juices were stimulated as a columnist for“The Grunter,” describing happenings in Ossipee Corner. As secretary for the Village Players, her detailed records of board meetings were called hours not minutes. You might have seen her onstage a couple of times, but for most of thirty years, the theater’s programs listed her as set designer and decorator.

Always an enthusiastic perambulator, she hoofed it hither and yon with her fuzzy family member, eight to twelve miles not unusual. A fan of back roads, she loved entering some unknown byway not posted Dead End to see where it emerged. And being a true Sagittarian, she was an explorer. With a philosophy of “Do Before Too Late,” she researched and compiled itineraries to every Canadian province and territory plus every state except Hawaii. Her love of nature and the outdoors led to a final total of eight gardens, each saying “Weed me” every summer, her many feathered friends saying “Feed me” every winter.