Well, okay, there's the whole "standing at the Rosa Parks offramp with the "I need whisky" sign" thing, but, hey...sometimes there must be whisky regardless of the household budget.
But. This September I'm taking part in an Alzheimers fundraiser. I'm part of a group that's walking for Jimmy Conway, a player from the old NASL Timbers. But I'm also taking part for my own father, the Master Chief, who died of - I suspect as much as the stroke that carried him off - mortification that he was losing his mind to senility.
IT's no big thing. I walk around Portland International Raceway with a group of friends from the Timbers Army. LAst year I made it barely past the start house before my bad hip forced me to stop. This year I'm gonna make it all the way around, dammit. The Master Chief would expect nothing less.
So. I'm putting this here in hopes that you might toss a few dollars into my tin for Jimmy, and Jack Lawes and I promise - promise! - that this time I won't spend it on whisky.
If you follow the link above, I'm down there on the bottom right; John Lawes. Click "donate".
Thanks.
No whisky this time. Really. Swear ta God.
6 comments:
clink.
Thanks, Ael. You da Man.
some for you, some for grampa Claude. sorry it wasn't more. Don't re-bust up that hip trying to be a super Top.
Thanks, mike!
Got you covered, wish it could be more. And try the Killingsworth offramp from 5 northbound, the cars are moving slower.
Thanks, Paul! And the sad fact is that almost ALL of I-5 moves slowly now. One of the "I must be older than dirt" things about me is that I remember when traffic tie-ups on our freeways were unusual...
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