BENEFITING: Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis Association
I am running in honor and memory of my father, Bruce Patterson, who lived to the very end of his life with strength and resilience until ALS took him on 01/05/2014. The Philadelphia Half Marathon will always be a special race for me. I first ran it in Nov 2011, and my father came to watch. It was the first time he'd seen me participate in a sporting event since college---in over 10 years! We had so much fun on race weekend. We made my t-shirt together, explored every booth at the Expo, and he made signs to cheer me on. He was so proud and I was so excited to have him there. And it was my best race ever!! It was such a happy time!
Then, one week later, my cousin came to me and said, "I noticed your Dad is slurring his words." Thus began our ALS journey. My father was officially diagnosed with ALS in August 2012, two days before my daughter's birth. He lived at home until his death in January 2014. My father was fiercely independent, and he insisted that he was simply "modifying" his life to live his way until the very end. Dad was very physically active, and I can't imagine a better way to honor his life than by running the Philly Half again. I love you, Dad!