Dr. Robert Marshall, has been a hero and role model to me for as long as I can remember. He taught me to ski bumps at Winter Park by the time I reached kindergarten, gently warning me, "don't cry or your tears will freeze to your face." He knocked on my door at the crack-of-dawn during high school, inviting me along on his morning jogs and instilling in me a life-long love of running. He treated me to dates at the Colorado Symphony Orchestra, nurturing my love of classical music . And when I had my own children, he generously took them to the Nutcracker or Christmas Carol each Christmans - trips they say inspired them to go into theater themselves.
As a cardiologist who saved countless lives during his time at the Denver Cardiology group, Dad worked incredibly long hours, made many sacrifices, and taught his children that hard-work and goal-setting can truly make a difference in this world. But he also taught us to cherish the quiet moments - for him that was reading a good John Irving book by a stream, appreciating the beauty of a Frank Howell or Rothe painting, or sitting and listening to the Three Tenors as he puffed on his pipe.
To this day, he makes me laugh with his wit and broad smile on our walks. And while he can no longer advise me like he once could, I still go to Dad when I need to talk through a problem.
Dad, my two sisters and I are participating in the Alzheimer's Association Walk to End Alzheimer's to raise money to combat the awful disease which robbed him of the chance to enjoy his long-deserved retirement. More than 5 million Americans have Alzheimer's and that number is expected to grow to as many as 16 million by 2050. Sometimes I feel powerless against this disease, but not on this day.
Please make a donation to advance the care, support and research efforts of the Alzheimer's Association.
Thank you for helping us advance Alzheimer's support, care and research!
I have raised