Lou Gehrig was an amazing athlete and an even more courageous and humble man. He fought and lost the battle to the fatal disease ALS that later became known as Lou Gehrig’s Disease.
My father died of this in 1994. It’s an awful disease. But, a silver lining? My family and I had two and a half years with him, and I had a conversation with him the night before he died. He cared, he loved, he contributed, he taught, he left a legacy of compassion and honor both as a 3-time war veteran and as a father.
October 21st — what would have been my dad’s 93rd birthday — the Greater San Diego Chapter of the ALS Association gathers for the 12th year for the Walk to Defeat ALS. It’s a day of hope, enlightenment and encouragement. UCSD, where there’s an ALS clinic and the hub of research, will be there along with some 100 teams of families and friends of those afflicted with ALS.
Join me as part of my team Wally’s Walkers, or form your own team. Either way, visit our site and spread the word, please. We need you.