We had the opportunity awhile back to attend Alamance County DANCING WITH THE STARS GALA. It was a local whoop de doo and our son in law was one of the stars. This was a fundraiser for Little Pink Houses of Hope, an organization that provides really cool beach vacations for families undergoing the stress of dealing with breast cancer. It is a very worthy cause and one I can get on board with because it is about fun, and I'm all over that.
Our dancer didn't win, because I think he just doesn't have the twerking gene, but also, one of the other stars had a secret weapon...he was a tap dancer, which blew all of the competition out of the house. It was so much fun.
On the way home though, Pat verbalized something I'd been trying to gel in my head. He said, "This is how well organized cancer causes are. This fundraiser was so specialized. This was for vacations. ALS is still just trying to get research money and just get the word out." I think the Catfish Hunter ALS closet in Raleigh has loaner beach wheelchairs if you want to borrow them.
The ALS association is doing a grand job of getting the word out. There are walks, beer festivals and other things but compared to the behemoth that is the Susan Komen effort, we are the red headed step children of the disease front. We're jumping up and down screaming..."LOOKY HERE LOOKY HERE!"
And again, it's all about numbers. EVERYONE knows at least one family that has been affected by cancer. In my own family, that's probably how we're going to bite the big one. Pat's the first person I've ever heard of other than Lou Gehrig and Steven Hawking with ALS. But, the more we talk about it, the more the word gets out and maybe, just maybe..our grandchildren will end up twerking- or tapping- for an ALS fundraiser. We can only hope...
http://vimeo.com/77240992
http://www.littlepink.org/dancing-with-the-stars-gala/
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