September 23, 2004

do a good deed

I don't know how many Skymiles I've got with Delta Airlines, but I'm willing to donate them to this worthy cause. That little girl needs the miles a lot worse than I do.

I believe that the reason I am an athiest is because I cannot worship ANY God who is supposedly omnipotent and still allows terrible things to happen to children. That's just not right.

Years ago, when I was still working as a relief supervisor at the plant, I came home from a 3-11 shift and started watching the Danny Thomas telethon for St. Jude's Hospital on TV. I ended up crying on the couch and sending them $50 that I really couldn't afford to spend at the time. I just couldn't stand seeing those kids dying of cancer and their parents having to go through that kind of hell.

That's just not right.

I haven't seen Pat and Kim in more than three years now, but they once were good friends of mine. (Pat once worked for Jennifer) Pat gave me a cigar when his son Sean was born. He was one proud daddy and he was going to train Sean to play golf on the PGA Tour. But things didn't work out the way he planned.

Sean was born premature with ceberal palsy. Sean will NEVER be a normal child. At the age of three, he still couldn't sit up by himself. He screamed and cried a lot and he didn't move the way normal children do. All his joints were locked and he didn't know how to unlock them.

I don't know how I would handle such a situation, because I have two healthy children. I am a fortunate man. But if you see a child in need and it doesn't break your heart, you have no heart.

Donate some miles. You can fix what God fucked up.