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| Name: Monica Waggoner From: Elkhorn, Nebraska E-mail: Contact |
Hello, I found your site while surfing the net about brain tumors. My son is 16 years old and was diagnosed with a brainstem glioma on May 8th, 2008. He has been doing really good. The reason for my note is "Nathan" is traveling as I type, with his high school church group, to snowboard/ski this Friday and Saturday(JAN.23&24) at Winter Park. I told him about your fundraiser and told him to try and stop in at the lodge to say hello and thank you to all who are raising money for brain cancer. Thank you for all you are doing, Monica Waggoner (Nathan's mom)
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| Name: Rod and Francie Chan From: California E-mail: Contact |
Hi Allen and Carol, we didn't know Michael except through you and each January are reminded that we should have known him. We think of you often. Fondly, Francie and Rod
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| Name: Mark Miller From: Houston, TX E-mail: Contact |
I have so many stories about Michael, but I'll just share this one for now. Michael was a counselor for me up at Shwayder Camp, and always a favorite. Everyone loved him! One summer, near the end of camp, I found out that he had decided to take his boys up to the Reservoir and go skinny dipping! Needless to say, this was not exactly our policy ... but part of me could only laugh, because he was crazy enough - and good hearted enough - to pull it off. Literally.
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| Name: Jennifer Baughman From: San Rafael, CA |
Let me tell you a funny story I remember about Michael and his dog Molly. When Michael and I were roommates, I was working as an administrative assistant and one of my job duties was to bake a cake every month for the office birthdays. Well, one of the things I remember most about Michael was his voracious appetite! So every time I baked a cake, he would circle the kitchen and ask, “What are you doing?”, “When are you taking that to work?”, and “M’mmm, that smells good!” And every month I would tell him that I would bring him a piece home if there were any leftovers. So, one time I brought the cake home, put a piece on a paper plate, and put it on his bedside table. When he got home, I told him I had left him a surprise in his room. He went and looked and came back and said, “I don’t see anything.” So, I told him I had left him a piece of cake right on his table and that he couldn’t miss it. He got all excited and went back to look again and came back all sad, saying there was nothing there. So I got up, marched into his room to show it to him and it was gone, plate and all! I couldn’t understand where it had gone. Meanwhile, I could tell Michael was really upset about not getting his cake. So we looked all over his room, then went out in the backyard and found a small piece of paper plate that had teeth marks on it and had been licked clean, and saw Molly skulking about the yard. It was so funny because Michael loved Molly so much, but that day I think he was torn between the cake and her! We ended up going out for Thai food that night…I don’t know if it made up for the cake or not, but it was fun. This story reminds me of all the wonderful things I loved about Michael.
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