Tag Archives: Jack Fussell

did walking down the road help others?

In 2013, I walked 2,594 miles pushing a jogging stroller to raise awareness concerning Alzheimer’s disease.

I had some time yesterday, spare time, so I sat on mom’s deck. A thought came to me, and I decided to pursue it. What value had I provided by walking down the street pushing a jogging stroller? I’m not speaking of any value other than to the person that stopped me to speak of their situation, concerning alzheimer’s, because I walked down the road. 

I pretended as I looked across the street, that a 75 year old lady lived there. She has alzheimer’s. Her 55 year old daughter lives with her and has become a 24/7 caregiver for her mother. The daughter had been, until recently, an employee at Subway. She was a sandwich maker. She was content and she was living her life with plenty of down time to relax and so forth. It was different now, no help to speak of and a mom that needs care 24/7.

In my made up scenario here, the daughter saw a picture of me in the newspaper. She knew I would be walking past her house. She looked out the next day and there I was, walking down her street. She came out and we spoke for about 1/2 hour. A few minutes of the time was spent with her asking questions about my journey, but most of the time was spent with her explaining how hard it was to watch her mom struggle. She shed tears and thanked me “for doing what you are doing.” She told me it was exciting meeting someone doing this. I gave her a card with the phone number of the Alzheimer’s Association 24/7 Helpline on it. I never heard from her or of her again. 

A young couple act lives across the street, but my made up story, or similar to it was a regular occurence on my trip across America in 2013. 

Now, what was my worth to her. Was it in the excitement generated within her for the few minutes following her reading about what I was doing? Was it in the excitement generated within her upon meeting me? Was it in the information contained on the card I gave her? As far as the card goes, I don’t know if she called the number or not, and even if she did, if they were able to help her. Maybe the Alzheimer’s Association helped her with tangible help or in just letting her know she is not alone and that someone cares.

I thought about it. She received kindness, respect and time from me. I’m pretty sure she could see that I was listening and that  I cared. Did the excitement of the moment help her get through the day, or any part of the day? Did knowing that others care help? Did knowing that she was in the same boat as millions of others help? 

I’m thinking the answer to that was up to her. 

If someone gives me kindness, respect and time, it helps. If some listens intently and shows what I percieve as a look of concern, it helps. I know if someone gives me information that they think may provide me with some answers, it helps. These things would make me feel cared about, at a time, as a caregiver, that I might feel all alone.

It helps me when folks show me they care about my life, especially when I think that times are tough. 

Yes, we did help folks by walking down that road. It helped me to feel like I might be making someone else’s life better. 

It’s about the caregivers Jack  . . . . .

She told me that in 2013. It felt right for who I am, and for my talents. Yes, I’ve gotten off that path several times, but I keep coming back. Maybe I’m here to stay this time. God will direct others to the other. 

That feels right. 

Milestone for Across the Land 

The cars have been 25,000 miles in 16 different states. The signs in the picture below, were there for every mile.(well, signs just like them) They did the Work. Hundreds of conversations were started by their presence. In my opinion the “Walk to End Alzheimer’s” event is a very important gathering of folks helping in our global fight with alzheimer’s disease. The 24/7 Helpline is a Godsend. 

The signs have been retired. They’re in a place of honor with “Wilson” the stroller. 

Here’s a list of the states I drove in. 

  1. Georgia 
  2. South Carolina 
  3. North Carolina 
  4. Tennessee 
  5. Alabama 
  6. Mississippi 
  7. Arkansas 
  8. Oklahoma 
  9. Texas 
  10. New Mexico 
  11. Arizona 
  12. California 
  13. Utah 
  14. Nevada 
  15. Colorado 
  16. Kansas 

from Tom Landry by way of Sara Gallo – a quote 

Failure may be life’s greatest teacher. Yep, failing hurts. It cuts deep like a razor, slicing its way to our inner core. Yet, it’s necessary.

Ah, remember to win one for the Gipper 

“I’ve got to go, Rock. It’s all right. I’m not afraid. Some time, Rock, when the team is up against it, when things are wrong and the breaks are beating the boys, ask them to go in there with all they’ve got and win just one for the Gipper. I don’t know where I’ll be then, Rock. But I’ll know about it, and I’ll be happy.”

The dam is cracked #ENDALZ 

Someone has to focus on letting others know the dam is leaking. 

Somebody must focus on stopping the leak. 

Someone has to focus on cleaning up the mess already made by the water.

Somebody must focus on keeping costs to a minimum. 

Someone has to focus on coordinating the effort.

Somebody must focus on stopping it from ever leaking again. 

The “longest race” and we all participate in it

I saw a post on Facebook referencing a very, very long race. Some say races are “little lives,” you know, may show how we might handle our whole lives. I don’t know about that, but such makes me think and that is good. Anyway, it made me think of the longest, so to speak, race, we will participate in. It’s real. It’s called “life.” I found this tidbit of information on the internet.  

The average moderately active person may take around 7500 steps a day. If you maintain that daily average and live until 80 years of age, you’ll have walked about 216,262,500 steps in your lifetime. Doing the math, the average person, with an average stride, living until age 80, will walk a distance of around 110,000 miles.

That’s far. That’s a long race. It’s called “Life.” 

Maybe it’s true, that only one “Finish Line” really matters. 

India – some amazing stuff 

I’m trying to figure out some things about the country of India. They’re Alzheimers rate and their type 1 diabetes rate is so low compared to ours. I’m trying to communicate through Facebook with some of the folks over there. I’m doing a lot of reading about it. Wow, they sure do eat differently than we do. It’s amazing the cultural differences between people all over the world. I’m thinking we all have some stuff we can learn from each other

about Wilson – lots of folks

Someone designed the Bob Revolution SE Jogging Stroller. Someone built him. Someone formed a partnership with a retail company. Someone drove a tractor trailer to the retail company and delivered it. Someone unloaded that truck. Someone sold that very stroller to me.

Yep, I know, I probably left folks out, but not intentionally.

That’s a lot of folks that helped me get Wilson. I am Grateful!

Wise words from the book “Momentum”

“There is a path you must take to cross the finish line, and there is no promise that the path will be easy. In fact, why would you think it would be easy?