No one ever knows how to say my name. The story behind it is simply this. I was born in San Francisco in the 60's - wait there's more. My mother was a self-described weekend hippie, in other words creative and free, but sensible. Thank goodness or I could’ve been Sunshine or Moon Flower, although the name Michelle was a popular in 1968, and the Beatles song had come out the previous year. So Mom slapped an e on the end of Michael (my father) and voila, her version of the name was born.