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A few days ago, I met three very impressive boys and I want to make sure they are noted. I was at the El Dorado bicycle trail section that is across from Walmart, putting up a poster about my granddaughter, Hailey. Hailey suffers from Dravet Syndrome, a debilitating seizure disorder. (She was featured in two earlier Mountain Democrat articles regarding my daughter’s search for and discovery of Dravet Syndrome.)
The boys were looking at the map on the board. I started talking to them, asked if they heard about the sighting of the mountain lion on the trail, asked where they went to school, etc. They saw Hailey’s poster and one of them said that she was pretty. I told them we were campaigning for the money to get Hailey a service dog.
“I don’t mean to be rude,” one of them said, “but is she mental?”
“She is like a 3-year-old, the most loving, sweetest 3-year-old you’ve ever seen,” I said. I told them about Hailey. About her seizures. About her limitations. About her amazing strength. And about how a service dog would enhance her life. She would have her best friend by her side, keeping her safe.
“Can we help?” one of them asked. “Yeah,” said another one. “We can put those posters up all over the place.” “I can give my Dad some to hang up at work.” We went to my car and they wanted all the posters I had left and the cards with information on how to donate. There weren’t many left and I told them to contact my daughter (her e-mail is on the poster) if they wanted more.
Whether or not they ask for more posters to hang up is not important. What stood out, what was so heartwarming, was the fact that these three boys were so enthusiastic about wanting to help someone in need. I was so encouraged by how non-judgmental and how accepting they were of a young girl so unlike them. I drove away (had to go back to Foothill Printing & Design on Broadway, formerly known as The Printing Press, to print more), thinking about what a great generation we have coming up.
If you want to help Hailey get a service dog, please visit tinyurl.com/HeroForHailey.
Hail to Cesar, Drake and Jacob.