I’d like to see all of the awesome scientists I met and spent time with, get together for about a week. They would inspire each other. I have come to admire these folks. It just feels like that if they could spend time talking, eating and shooting the breeze, it would set up some time for serious talk and maybe there would be an aha moment, and some lifelong friendships would begin.
I am very interested and passionate about Alzheimer’s disease. I think scientists are incredibly close to some major breakthroughs. The internet gives me 24/7 access to knowing what’s going on. Yep, at times, it is overwhelming, but I can handle overwhelming. You can too.
I wonder sometimes, but, I get up, get dressed up and get in the game. To much suffering going on to even think about quitting.
Ah, I do consider myself fortune.
He helped me out a few times, a few years ago. As a matter of fact, I had the pleasure of meeting him somewhere in New Mexico I think. He ran across America barefoot. Yep, you’re reading that correctly, barefoot. A couple of days ago he ran 100 miles in 24 hours, and yeah, he was barefoot.
I found this on his website awhile back: “Each time a person stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, they send forth a tiny ripple of hope. These ripples build a current, which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”
P.S. After posting this I found this picture of us.
Somewhere in New Mexico, I think.
They marched over 4200 miles in almost 345 days to raise awareness concerning diabetes. Noah has Type 1. The March also raised money. He was 10 years old when the March started and has since turned 11. His dad Marched with him, and his mom, brother and sister followed in a Jeep. Noah’s brother and sister Marched with him on occasion, as did his mom. I’m thinking Joanne (mom) was extremely busy.
Although my mom’s side of the family had more than its share, I never knew much about diabetes. This March has taught me much.
Here’s a picture that was taken in Roberta, Georgia.
The Barnes family
In my opinion, this March and this family has and will continue to impact people all over the world.
In July of this year a bicyclist was hit from behind and the driver made a decision to keep going without stopping. The man on the bicycle had a broken collarbone and damaged ribs. The wreck mangled his bike.
He got back up, and yesterday he completed another Adventure Race.
Here is a link that will take you to the article concerning the hit-and-run accident in July.
It seems that road rage against cyclists is nothing new.
I don’t need to go to distant places to help. Their’s plenty to do here.
“Each time I see myself being indignant at something, telling myself that it’s crazy nobody does anything about this or that, or that something doesn’t exist yet, I remember I am somebody too and that I can be this person. I can create this thing.”
The paragraph above is taken from the writings you will see if you follow the link below.
2017 has been full of making mistakes and trying to improve. This post is to let WordPress bloggers know how much I appreciate your support. Reading your blogs has been a pleasure. I’m so thankful to have you for an example and look forward to the new year.
Mom and dad. This was, of course, a long, long time ago. Dad died on June 30th, 2000. He had alzheimer’s disease.
Not sure who the baby is.
September 25th, 2012 was the day I picked my Bob jogging stroller up at REI in Kennesaw, Georgia. The name was Wilson. Wilson is a Revolution SE Jogging Stroller. Here are a few pictures. We’ve been a team for over 5 years. Wilson is family.