Two adorable kids when they received Black Day: The Monster Rock Band. Reshared recently by mom we met in Nashville.
As I mentioned in the previous post, Marcus was a bit of a star at the event last week and greeted, treated as such. As proven by this awesome post:
A Lifetime of Laughter
Before we married, Quinn told me an anecdote from the old sitcom “Night Court.” The characters included the goofy judge, the “together” lawyer, and the grumpy-old-lady-guard. The “together” lawyer was lamenting the goofy judge’s capacity for silliness, how could they succeed in a forever relationship together when he refused to “grow up”? Concerns for his responsibility weighed upon her mind and the prospect of their future.
After a pause, the grumpy-old-lady-guard said, “Yeah… after a lifetime of laughter, what have you got?”
This story was one of the ways Quinn convinced
I’m reminiscing today because later this week I plan to join some business colleagues at a White Sox baseball game, it got me thinking about our few, yet powerful, baseball experiences. Like the time Three years ago Marcus threw the opening pitch at our local baseball field. I think he nailed it. It was a fun game with other DSA families. I also got “locked out” of Facebook that day for sharing too many photos, I guess…? I don’t know, actually, but here’s the video Facebook made anyway
I proudly share and emphasize the achievements of people with Down syndrome.
I intentionally spotlight success stories.
All the while keeping in mind a spotlight, in some ways, emphasizes the presence of only a few on the stage.
I forever marvel at how much more our world has to gain if we just gave everyone a chance at a solid educational foundation and appropriate health care.
How much further along would our planet be *right now* if “the few” didn’t cut off these opportunities for the many?
The next great scientist, artist, peace-maker, leader,