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Lillie McFerrin Writes
My apologies for crossing the line into non-fiction.
This entry is dedicated to Dick and Rick Hoyt.
They took him home, loved him, taught him, and believed in him.
Their belief took him through high school, college, and finally, his own apartment in
and employment helping others reach out to the world.
Their love found him a racing wheelchair and propelled father and son through thirty Boston Marathons.
After their first race Rick said, “Dad, when we were running, it felt like I wasn’t disabled anymore.”