Sunday, July 28, 2013

Going the Distance

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My apologies for crossing the line into non-fiction.
This entry is dedicated to Dick and Rick Hoyt.

No “vegetable”, he was in there; the nurses and the doctors didn’t see him, but his parents did.

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 Boston 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.”


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