As a Doctor of Optometry, part of my commitment to my patients is ongoing professional education. As technology and the world around us changes, I have to provide the best care possible for your eyes.
I am a fellow of the American Academy of Optometry (F.A.A.O.). This professional organization promotes the art and science of vision care through lifelong learning.
I am also a Fellow of the College of Optometrists in Vision Development (C.O.V.D.), which requires postgraduate education in vision and learning. Fellows of the College are certified in the diagnosis and treatment of learning related vision problems.
I have lived in Colorado and served communities for the past 40 years.
Graduate, Valley Forge Military Academy
Graduate, St. Bonaventure University, BS in Biology
Graduate, Pennsylvania College of Optometry, Doctor of Optometry
Parker Chamber of Commerce Charter Member
Past President and member, Colorado Optometric Association
Lifetime Member of American Optometric Association
Fellow, The American Academy of Optometry
Fellow, College of Optometrists in Vision Development, Board Certified in Vision Therapy
Private practice with Morrison & Associates, Harrisburg, PA
Private practice, Parker, Colorado
Private practice, Windsor, Colorado
Author, What Your Bright Child Can’t See
Author, Help Your Child CONQUER LEARNING DIFFICULTIES. A Doctor's Guide to VISION THERAPY
Douglas County Citizen of the Year
Distinguished Service Award by Colorado Optometric Association
Parker Senior Center “Barn Raising” Coordinator
Colorado Optometrist of the Year by Colorado Optometric Association
As early as second grade I can remember feeling behind the rest of the children in my class. Other children just picked things up faster than I did. When it came to spoken directions, listening, and especially reading, I was slow.
From elementary school through middle school and high school I struggled with reading and excelled at math (as long as the math didn’t contain word problems). I coped by becoming a class clown in middle school, maintaining a solid D grade point average. When this continued in high school, my parents decided I would attend Valley Forge Military Academy.
The Academy enforced a policy requiring two hours of silent reading every evening. I still struggled. I was only able to focus for fifteen to twenty minutes at a time. My eyes would become tired, and the words I read ran together. However, this disciplined environment gave me the extra time I needed. My grades improved to a B average
In college (after getting some partying out of my system) I developed a rigorous study strategy. I borrowed notes, compared them to my own and rewrote them, capturing the concepts in long term memory. This routine involved a great deal of extra work, but I was determined. My experience at Valley Forge Military Academy convinced me that I could be successful provided that I put in the necessary time. I resigned myself to the idea that success required not only hard work but sleeplessness and exhaustion. As I studied, I still needed mental breaks every fifteen or twenty minutes. My eyes and mind needed the rest.
Not until my first year of graduate school did a young man anticipating graduation in optometry uncover the cause of so much frustration, disappointment, poor grades, and exhaustion. In the course of performing my first Functional Vision Exam he diagnosed my vision problems. Soon after, I underwent Vision Therapy. To me, the optometric Board Exams were the easiest tests I had ever taken.
I had been evaluated by talented and knowledgeable optometrists many times during my early life. Traditional eye exams and eye health exams performed on me diagnosed problems with visual acuity but completed missed debilitating defects in my visual system.
Having gone through the educational system and barely survived, I have a special place in my heart for children with these same challenges. A decline in a child’s self esteem, no matter what the cause, is a tragedy. But when this happens to bright children with vision difficulties, it is completely preventable.
No words can describe the relief I felt when I was diagnosed. At least I finally knew what was wrong. Frankly, I felt justified. Every bit of extra effort was explained. Every minute of recess lost was accounted for. Every poor grade was rationalized. My frustration was vindicated: my eyes played tricks on me. Your child’s eyes could be playing tricks on him, too.
Admittedly, I have been fortunate. People have helped me along the way and I am forever grateful. I have dedicated my life to helping children who struggle as I did. If my staff and I can change lives positively, then I am fulfilling my life’s calling.