Elizabeth Riley Boyer is an experienced journalist, digital content strategist, and operations manager. Prior to joining ThinkCERCA, she was part of the founding team at Impact Engine, Chicago’s first social impact investment fund and accelerator. As Impact Engine’s Director of Operations & Communications, Elizabeth oversaw the company’s overall processes, day-to-day planning and finances, curriculum development, marketing strategy, and community outreach. Elizabeth also spent three years at Chicago magazine, most recently as its Digital Engagement Editor, where she managed the organization’s social media and reader engagement initiatives.
Elizabeth also works as a freelance content strategist, writer, and communications consultant. Her recent writings on impact entrepreneurship have been featured by the Huffington Post and Crain’s Chicago Business. In 2007, Elizabeth helped open a private school for underprivileged children while volunteering for a nonprofit organization in the Dominican Republic. This experience inspired her to quit a paper-pushing job at an insurance brokerage firm to pursue a master’s degree in journalism from Northwestern University. Elizabeth also holds a bachelor’s degree in American studies from the University of Texas at Austin.
Who was your favorite teacher? My fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Ward, was really great about connecting the dots between what I was learning in the classroom and real life. I remember reading Romeo & Juliet in her class and being utterly overwhelmed. But when she broke it down line-by-line and then asked us to write our own version of the story using characters from popular culture, it suddenly made sense!
What would your last meal be? Fried eggs, over easy. I could eat eggs for every meal and never get tired of them.
What is your favorite quote? I’m a big fan of Wordsworth and the movie Splendor in the Grass, which was inspired by his poem “Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood”. I really like this part about change:
“Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind”