This is in honor of my father. He grew up an all-around athlete, lettering in basketball, football and baseball while in high school. He was baseball player at heart, playing college ball at the University or Michigan. He graduated with an Engineering degree but later went back to school to be a Dentist. His practice found it's home in Monroe, MI, where I grew up and later left for schooling. He was an avid golfer, constantly trying to find ways to correct his the slice he developed from all the at-bats he had throughout the years.
Fast forward a few years to 2005, my father started to develop some drop foot. He was later diagnosed with ALS in 2006. He lost a lot of dexterity necessary to continue a career in dentistry. The illness progressed rapidly, losing his ability to walk, eat on his own, and eventually developed a difficulty to speak. He lost his battle March 23, 2008. Although the lose was devastating, I know it gave him peace. It gave us peace. One way I look at ALS is as though you are in prison. The mind works great but you are a prisoner to your failing body. When my father passed, he was released from that prison and able to be how he was meant to be, free.
I would like to personally thank the Nashville Predators for being a part of this and helping us reach a goal that none of us thought would be possible. To think we could raise $50,000 for ALS is mind blowing to me. So I encourage everyone to jump on board and help us reach that goal. I thank you all in advance.