Every year when we do our breast cancer fundraiser, I freak out. It's just part of my personality...I simply can't help but be paralyzingly scared to death. I'm just scared that our "Cans for a Cure" won't go well, or that the show will suck for three days...that it will simply sound like begging - and I'm always scared we simply won't hit our goal and get the Maine Cancer Foundation or the Cancer Community Center the money they need and deserve.
And every year I am always blown out of the water with the generosity of our listeners. It stops me cold.
Some stories are gut wrenching with loss. Some are so filled with strength and hope. But everyone is just so damn generous. This year you cannot swing a dead cat without hitting a news story of the world coming to an end. GAS, HEAT, WALL STREET, GROCERIES...ALL TOO EXPENSIVE!
And yet people showed up. With bags and bags of returnables. With money. With stories. And it all pushed us up and wayyy over our goal of a quarter of a million bottles and cans to over 305,000! That's a lot of money one nickle at a time.
So, this seems like a rambling pointless blog (isn't that the point of a blog?) but I just wanted you to know that it is appreciated more than my no college education can think of saying. So thanks...thanks a ton!
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