This is Ellie, the little girl who has inspired my company’s fall fundraiser.
Ellie is nine years old and has autism. Her family loves her very much, but struggles every day to create a safe and happy environment for her.
Ellie currently goes to a wonderful school for autistic children, but the summers remain a struggle. Last summer, Ellie had the opportunity to spend two weeks at Camp Ramapo for Children, a beautiful facility in upstate New York for children with special needs. Ellie’s parents were initially worried about how she would do away from home, but she took to it like a fish to water!
Our charity event “Ellie’s 555 Superhero Challenge” will help fund Ellie’s visit to Camp Ramapo next summer. Five superhero teams from GDS International will scale five of NYC’s most iconic landmarks on December 9, 2015. Please help support Ellie and my team, Team Superman, by donating today!
Thanks so much from The Sticky Egg!
When I got on the subway this morning, I overhead a woman introduce herself to a man standing close by. Apparently they has begun chatting on the platform.
She had already met her quota: speak to at least one stranger every day.
She probably didn’t know she was supposed to. But studies show that if you do, both you and the stranger will feel better.
Shhhhhhhiiiiiitttttt….we Southerners have known that all along.
My bucolic beach vacation received a jolt yesterday when I got up close and personal with a stingray.
I was walking in kneedeep water, so I didn’t see my attacker coming. But once I felt the stab, I did get a hand on him to pull him away.
It bled a bit, but hurt a lot. For three or four hours, it was pretty darn intense. Then it calmed down.
And so did I.
For future reference, should you be so unlucky, don’t pee on the wound. And don’t rush to the doctor (although painkillers will be tempting).
Just make sure no barb remains, soak it in hot water, apply antibiotic ointment and leave it uncovered to heal. Elevating it seems to help, too.
And be grateful for friends and family who quickly gather round to help.
Things have been quiet around The Egg the past couple of days. That’s because of the view.
We’re on vacation this week, so forgive me if my posts are a bit more sporadic.
We may lose track of time now and then…
Thank you, Jim.
When I asked for directions outside the Summit train station this afternoon, you could have simply pointed to the street and gone on your way.
But you smiled and asked where I was headed and, in typical small-town fashion, offered to give me a ride to my hotel because of the intense heat.
I could have put up my big-city blinders and refused, but I could tell — you were just being nice. So I got a ride and a fun, impromptu tour of Summit.
After a delayed, packed train ride, it was an unexpected pleasure.
Thanks again for taking the time.