Day 174:
You know Conor, one of the great misfortunes in growing older is that fewer and fewer things really surprise you. As you grow up, Son, your eyes will be opened to so many wonderful things and so many dasterdly things that you won't be able to help being surprised and just how auspicious and cruel the world can be... But now and again your faith in your fellow man is restored.
Unfortunately however, humanity often only smiles upon the unlucky... Take into account our friend, Ziggy. Here he lies in a hospital bed, fighting for his very life. He's now not only battling this injuries, but those wounds have caused reactive events to take place within the body. Things such as pneumonia like symptoms due to his lungs filling up with blood. A temperature of 102. Unstable blood pressure... The list goes on.
The Doctors know just what to do, and modern medicine is remarkable, though the body still requires time above all else to right itself. In Ziggy's case the internal injuries are so severe that the external and skeletal body will just have to wait until the internal stuff begins to correct itself. With all this in mind, as well as what I just mentioned about humanity smiling upon the unlucky, consider this...
In my 39 years I've never seen a group of people rally in support of a man who quite simply, needs our help. Help is pouring in from close friends, acquaintances, and people Ziggy's never met - not a day in his life. Humanity, Boy'O.
In an effort to raise money for Ziggy and his family, me and my friends are getting creative in coming up with ways to generate cash. Last night I put a "Donate" button on our website. Inside of 24 hours it'd already received $150.00. As well, when my work day was winding down I received a phone call from the Superintendent of the Vienna, Virginia Moose Lodge. Carl was his name. Seems Carl heard through a friend of Ziggy's brother in law about his accident. Knowing another member of my motorcycle club, he placed a call to see if he could help. That friend, Pig Pen we call him, told Carl to call me. By the time he'd reached me he was anxious to not only offer help, but to offer the Moose Lodge building to host our Benefit for Ziggy. Not only that, he told me that he'd already secured the date and told us that if we want it, it's ours. I can't begin to tell you how amazing this is, Son. This building is gigantic! It's got a stage, a kitchen, a bar, plenty of room outdoors, and they're offering it to us FOR FREE!
And that's what I mean, Boy'O. This is a man whom I've never met, nor Ziggy. Yet, he's calling me to make such a generous offer, and all because he wants to help - no other reason. But wait, it doesn't stop there! My motorcycle club is having 200 mens' tee-shirts made and 50 women's' tee shirts made... Again, a gentlemen whom many of us have either never met or only met once, in the name of his recently deceased father, is DONATING all of those tee-shirts for this cause! Every single penny we make on the shirts goes straight to Zig and his family! We don't have ANY cost to incur!
Amazing, Conor. It's truly remarkable to see people rally together for a common cause in helping a fellow man and his family... And let this be a lesson, Son. Because that's exactly the kind of man I'll be raising... You can count on that.
That's all for tonight, Son. Sleep well, Boy'O. I love you.
-Dad
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