[vc_row type=”in_container” full_screen_row_position=”middle” scene_position=”center” text_color=”dark” text_align=”left” overlay_strength=”0.3″][vc_column column_padding=”no-extra-padding” column_padding_position=”all” background_color_opacity=”1″ background_hover_color_opacity=”1″ column_shadow=”none” width=”1/2″ tablet_text_alignment=”default” phone_text_alignment=”default” column_border_width=”none” column_border_style=”solid”][vc_column_text]I came to Auburn in the fall of 1967, after winning a spot in the Auburn Marching Band.
We spent hours in the summer heat the week before classes started, learning the first football show. During a rare break I ran up to take care of a dorm sign in requirement, sweaty and in my shorts. Of course, I ran into Dean Catharine Cater and promptly got into trouble for not being in a dress. I’ve laughed about that many times.
Since then I’ve broken many rules and built a business in Executive Coaching for women entrepreneurs with clients all over the world. Handling Dean Cater’s objections that day was a good start in handling all sorts of situations with my clients.
I love Auburn, and thank it for setting me up for life.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column column_padding=”no-extra-padding” column_padding_position=”all” background_color_opacity=”1″ background_hover_color_opacity=”1″ column_shadow=”none” width=”1/2″ tablet_text_alignment=”default” phone_text_alignment=”default” column_border_width=”none” column_border_style=”solid”][image_with_animation image_url=”15353″ alignment=”center” animation=”Fade In” box_shadow=”none” max_width=”100%”][/vc_column][/vc_row]