|Sydney and Emily with their "cousin" Aurora. Spring, 2010|
Last summer, when Tracey and I first began talking about participating in the ALS walk in Philadelphia, we did not have high expectations. After all, this was our first time participating. We had hoped that we would have about 25 people (and that included family) walk with us, and that we would be able to raise around $1500. If we accomplished that, we would have probably felt very good about ourselves. Instead, we had about 105 people walk with me that afternoon and we raised close to 10 times the amount that we had hoped to raise. Although the money was important, it was not going directly into my pocket, and therefore did not have a direct impact on me. What did impact me greatly, however, where family and friends, half of which who probably drove an hour or more, that came to Philadelphia that Saturday morning to walk with me. Our team, the ALS Wing Fighters, ranged in age from 18 months to 76 years old, included walkers from four different states, and included friends that I have known for over 35 years, as well as people that I had just met that morning. The donations to our team, in my honor, ranged from $13 in change, collected by one of my friends two sons as they "trick or treated" the previous weekend, to a $1000 donation from my brother-in-law Scott's company (even though Scott is the company's comptroller, I'm sure the donation was on the up and up) K B. Alloys. Scott, and my sister-in-law Betsy, together with their sons (Colin and Evan) raised more than $2000. Another half dozen families raised close to $1000 each. Before the money even started to pour in, I had people signing up to walk with me left and right. Each night, Tracey would check our team roster and tell me how another one or two or three people signed up to walk. People who I've known for years, people who I've met recently, and people I had yet to meet. It really didn't hit me until it came time for us to order shirts for the walkers. We had attempted to solicit funds from a business who would be interested in sponsoring us to help pay for the T-shirts. My friend, Kristen, was able to enlist the support from her cousin, the owner of Tiki Hut Tans, to cover the cost of T-shirts. I told Kristen, that we probably need about 50 shirts. (At the time, we only have about 40 people signed up to walk, but I was pretty confident I was worth at least 10 more people.) Tracey and I ended up paying for another 50 shirts, and when all was said and done, there were over 100+ family and friends walking with me on this day. We were officially over 110 people, if you count the ALS Wing Fighters-West Coast, put together by my friend Becky, who walked in Washington State, with her family and friends.
|Mommy and daughter|
|Daddy and daughter|
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