Lou Gehrig ’s disease, that’s
what we called it when I was growing up.
I’m sure that some folks actually referred to it as ALS but I was an
adult before it was anything but Lou Gehrig ’s disease to me. I was just a kid
when I saw the movie “Pride of the Yankees” but I would always define the
disease in the light of the Yankees’ first baseman. And so last week I accepted the ALS Ice
Bucket Challenge. I sent ALS Canada ten
bucks, and sent some more to World Hope Canada, and had a bucket of ice water
dumped on my head after church.
I marvel at the success of the
viral campaign that has raised over 100 million dollars, at last count, to
support the victims and families of ALS as well as funding research and public
awareness of the disease.
And I understand that there are
those who aren’t interested in giving the ten bucks and being soaked in ice
water and that’s fine, but it’s frustrating when people pour ice water on the
concept and try to dissuade people from donating. Because wouldn’t it would be a travesty if
the cure wasn’t found for the want of a bucket of ice water and ten more
dollars?
Have a great week and
remember: To see what is really possible, you will have to attempt the
impossible.
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