Yesterday Greg Wells held the golf tournament at the 1757 Golf Club in support of Ryan. Really, we couldn’t have asked for a better day weather-wise. Temperatures in the 70’s, not much wind, and not a rain cloud in sight. Perfect weather at a beautiful venue.
It was my honor to finally meet Greg in person. A man who made wonderful things happen yesterday.
I’m touched that Greg took on Ryan’s cause. He didn’t even know us (nor we him) until earlier in the year. He was moved by our son’s never-ending trial and simply wanted to help. And he’s a man who can get things done, in a big way.
The event was nothing short of spectacular. Thank you, Greg and everyone who donated merchandise, bid on items, and pitched in to help! It means so much to us.
A Nice Surprise
It was a blast from the past. Kari and I had just arrived at the event when a man walked over that looked very familiar. I knew I knew him, but couldn’t place it. Twenty-five years separation can do this to a person. Then another man walked over, and I recognized him right away.
Standing before were two men that I hadn’t seen since college. My Phi Sigma Kappa fraternity brothers. But not just any brothers. One was my Big Brother, Kevin, and the other was my Little Brother, Tim. It was another one of those moments were I had to do everything in my power to keep it together. I was so nice seeing them (and two other brothers) looking well.
When the event was over, we stood in the parking lot for 30 minutes or so talking. Kevin reached into his trunk and pulled out the paddle I made him. He kept it all these years. Memories of college rushed in. Those we great times.
I do have to brag a bit here. Kari was genuinely impressed with my skills making and painting the paddle. I told her how I spent countless hours using a toothpick as a paint brush to get the details just so. Seeing it yesterday makes me think I’m so much more than a stick figure artist!