I have been in television or radio for just about my whole life.  My Mom will tell you that I was born a ham but only through her careful tutelage did I develop arms and legs.  It's no coincidence that I have a birthmark which reads "honey baked" and for some reason I look good in the color mustard and I have a very rye....make that WRY sense of humor.
 
My first television job came right out of high school.  I had two weeks of college under my belt (which explains why I can use so many big words) when I landed a very high paying and prestigious job at my hometown television station, KQTV. From writing commercials to performing in them, from weather forecasting to hosting 'Dialing For Dollars' I did it all for a whopping $1.90 an hour.  Yes, those were the days my friends!  I hawked spark plugs and swine medication, bribed people with cheesy prizes to watch bad afternoon movies and served as the noon news weather girl.   I didn't know Nebraska from Iowa on a map but I smiled and used terminology like "meteorologically speaking" and phrases like "a recalcitrant cold front over the Show Me state refuses to be malleable and persists in making for a malodorous winter.  Meteorologically speaking, of course."   
 
Though unschooled (wait a minute!  Peter Jennings never even had two weeks of college.  He was a high school dropout!!) I would continue my path through countless media jobs not knowing then that God had His Hand on me the entire time leading me to where I am today.   No one could understand why I would leave WTVJ in Miami, Florida for a job in Cleveland, Ohio especially moving here during the month of January.  Was it the winters?  The polkas?  The Big Chuck and Little John show?  It was God Himself.  He knew that I would come here, enjoy great success as the 6 & 11 pm anchor for WJW and even fly to NYC once a week to tape a syndicated sports show with Ahmad Rashad.  However, even with all that success there was still something missing that no fame or money could buy.
 
In June of 1989 I found what it was that I was missing, a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.   My life hasn't been "perfect" ever since and I have been far from perfect!  However the good news is God is gracious and willing to forgive us and I no longer look to fame or fortune to fill me up.  Since that day, I have met and married a wonderful Christian man, Bryan Wagner (former NFL punter for the Bears, Browns, Packers, Patriots and Chargers and yes!  We are charter members of the U-Haul Hall of Fame).  Bryan is now a Brunswick middle school teacher and Head Coach for the Chippewa High School Varsity football team in Doylestown.  We are the parents of three beautiful children.  Matt is 13, Hallie is 11 and Will is 9 and all three are beautiful on the inside, too.  I always tell them what my Mom told me.  You have be beautiful on the inside BEFORE you can be beautiful (or handsome) on the outside.
 
They are the reason why I left what I considered to be my dream job on August 19, 2005.  Doing mornings on 95.5 The Fish (WFHM) was a blast and worked well with our schedule the last three and a half years.  But a change in schools and Bryan's new coaching duties meant he couldn't get them off to school as he'd done in the past.  We could either hire someone or I could do it.  There was no choice.  Since the birth of our oldest, Bryan and I have always been the ones to take care of our children.  Daycare and nannies have not been an option.  To put it into perspective, less than three weeks after leaving the Fish they had already replaced me.  My family can never replace me nor can anyone replace the love and care that Bryan or I as parents can give our children.  Our society places too much emphasis on careers and "finding ourselves" and too little on raising the next generation.  The reaction I've received has been overwhelmingly supportive but so many people say they wish they had the option.   Frankly, our budget will be tighter than the bark on a tree and Bryan's teacher and coach salaries will allow us a lavish Amish lifestyle but I wouldn't have it any other way.  
 
I do hope to supplement our income when and where God allows it and around my family's schedule, never the other way around.   He's given me a heart for His hurting people who have bought the lie that the only way to happiness is having it all and then paying a price for eternity.  I hope to speak to churches, women's groups and retreats sharing the Good News of what having it all REALLY means.  
 
In His Love,

 
Robin