Hopefully my last post about my experiences in the Heart Hospital for a while.
After riding to the hospital from Vermillion on Saturday, I quickly hit my Dad's motel room for a much needed shower. I threw on some street cloths, the shirt I happened to grab was my MS 150 T-shirt from last year. I headed up to see my Mom and reached the elevator doors about the same time a lady was rolling up to them in her wheel chair. I held the doors for her well she boarded the elevator. Once aboard I noticed her checking me out. Yeah, I know I'm a handsome fella but she wasn't actually checking me out but my T-shirt. She asked me if I had ridden the MS ride before and I told her I was looking forward to my 4th year of riding it next weekend. She gave me a smile and said "Thank-you for everything you have done for me."
That is why I ride.
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4 comments:
Indeed it is.....Thanks for sharing.
Very cool story. It sure is why we ride!
Thanks for sharing, it just made the ride very real for me.
That does help me, making it real.
Thanks,
-DW
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