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Fun Raising for ALS

Picture perfect weather on the banks of Lake Washington, the #2015WalktoDefeatALS was a wonderful event for walkers, drivers, riders, and volunteers. What wasn't to love?! Family, friends, young, old, smiles, hugs, kisses, dogs-on-the-leash. The happy hub-bub of greeting, check-in, t-shirt pick-up, assemblage, live music, a rousing speech by one of our own, team photos, selfies, and departure group by bouyant group. We raise awareness, money, and our spirits. Today we are one in our cause. Today we are not alone in our disease. Today we have hope. Today we matter.

I'm so appreciative of my family, my friends, and the surprises I received when my mother showed up as well as my former coworker. Even my sister who's been fighting multiple myeloma showed up in a wheelchair to support me. My mother also showed up in a wheelchair. This is a BIG deal! My daughter traveled from SoCal to walk in this event. My husband's family showed up to walk again this year, his brother and his wife (Stephen and Emily), Galen (extended family). My girlfriend, Rita, showed up to walk with a walker to support a bum knee. She brought Becky whom I haven't seen in seven years. My step daughter, Angelique, and my honorary grand-daughter, Lizzie, walked for the second time. Dad pushed Mom in the wheelchair. Josh, an honorary nephew, pushed my sister's wheelchair around the 2 1\2-mile loop.

.We had fourteen walkers show and eight who did not. I'm just blown away with that much support. We managed to raise about $900. I'm told that our nephew, Brian and his father, Stephen, will donate direct through Microsoft to get their donation matched. And I'm excited that PatientsLikeMe will be donating $250 to the ALS Association Evergreen Chapter in my name! Woot woot! Look what we did.

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