My dad lost his battle with Alzheimer's August 2, 2017 surrounded by his loving family. I held his hand and sang to him until he took his last breath. My dad was a warrior up until the end. I miss him everyday and am heartbroken that I will never hear his laugh or his stories again. I walk for my dad, my mom, my siblings, my kids, my grandkids and my friends. I walk so one day there will be a cure and no one will need to endure the pain of this horrible disease. My dad was the smartest man I have ever known. He was a high school teacher (chemistry and physics) and was a football, wrestling and baseball coach. He instilled in me a love of football. As a five year old, I remember wearing my tiger mascot uniform for the cheerleaders and while they wanted me to cheer with them, I preferred to stand next to my dad on the sidelines, assisting him with coaching his team (well as much as a 5 year old could assist). I remember those glorious days spent with my dad and I find comfort in knowing with his passing he has regained his memories back. I hope he smiles once again with those memories. Most importantly I hope I make him proud.
Please help me in my mission to raise money and awareness. Please help me to make my dad proud. The end of Alzheimer's disease starts with you.
Thank you for helping advance Alzheimer's support, care and research.
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