END OF THE YEAR - One more chance get a tax deduction.
Organized by: Bob McGranaghan
Bob McGranaghan via Crowdrise
September 16, 2014
EVENT DATE Dec 10, 2015
OUR QUEST CONTINUES: Calling out to all of my FB friends
Here is the time and place to make a difference with your direct donation.
If you don't feel comfortable with using this Crowdwise tool you can also donate directly to me. Bob McGranaghan, 10312 NE 98th Terrace, Kansas City, MO. 64157. When I receive your gift, I immedialty process it and send it directly to Ms. Daisy's care giver and she deposits it into an account set up just for Daisy. Also if you have additional questions, just call me at 816 519 8550.
Once again I want to thank you all. But now is not the time to be complacent. Keep up the good work and donate to this worthy cause. This is one of the few charities that gets ONE HUNDRED PERCENT of your kindness directly to the need. It is a direct cash to cause program and we still need your help. Thank you to all that have contributed so far. I am truly amazed. Some one, an anyonomous donar just gave us another $200 toward our goal. Thank you, thank you thank you.
Also read the story below. I updated it and I talk about my first kiss. Actually it was OUR first kiss!
We made it everyone, We are now fast approaching the $2,500 level.
God bless you all and please spread the news about helping Renie : Ms Daisy!
Okay, Here it is! When I was 12 or 13, I decided I liked this little girl, Her name kept confidential but I will call her Daisy. She had such a beautiful soft glow and a smile as big as the bright blue sky and eyes to match. She seemed to know a lot about everyone and never had a sour word.
After a few attempts to get my courage up, I asked her if she would be my girl friend. “My very first girlfriend”. With a quick nod, there it was. “Of course you silly boy” . I was hoping for my first kiss but knowing the day was young, I kept my cool. As cool as any 12 year old boy with mild acne and a slight but awkward build could be. As the day progressed, I kept my options open.
She didn’t hesitate to invite me to go on a bicycle ride with her. When we arrived at the store, I was quite surprised to learn it was a double seated bicycle. You know, a bicycle built for two. We smiled and looked into each others adolescent eyes and gave a huge sigh and then a laugh. Okay, I wanted to steer because that would be more fun, graciously, Daisy agreed and off we went on that summer day in 1963. Up the big hills and down again. We would ride for what seemed like miles. Then the true test. A huge downward slope was just ahead. Daisy! Go fast. Go faster. The wind in our faces and the sun on our backs, it seemed like we were riding as fast as a motorcycle. We were cruising so fast we both spread our arms out to catch the wind. I could her Daisy laughing and leaning her head into my back to reduce the drag. Coming back up that same hill was the real challenge. Daisy was strong. We peddled together but we both knew she was the one carrying the load. After reaching the crest of the hill we headed home. Later that evening we were hanging out in a neighbors yard with some friends. The casual chatter and giggles surrounded us. As much as you would expect with a bunch of pre adolecent school chums. At one point when we were more or less alone, I felt this urge to make my move. As I walked down the sidewalk with her and put some distance between us and our friends, We shot under a tree, I took her in my gangly arms and pulled her face to face. I can't believe it, but my blood and my courage rushed in to my head and I slowly moved my face toward hers and kissed her right on the lips. It was frightening and beautiful all at the same time. To this very day I can remember her soft lips kissing me back. It was truely a new and exciting world for both of us.
This was a day that I have been telling my friends about for 50 years now. Back then Daisy was the power that was peddling and driving me around. She never complained about carrying my load while I was steering and having fun. However, today it is my turn to carry the load. My sweet Ms. Daisy has this terrible disease that has robbed her of the most basic body functions and she prays for me and my family every day. I will bet if you know her, she is also praying for you. She needs all of us and prays for all of us. And she does it every day.
Can you help me peddle Ms. Daisy this time?
It is MY turn to carry the load!
I love you dear Daisy.
I’m here for you.
To her dismay, Daisy was diagnosed with the dreadful disease, Multiple Scleroisis when she was 30 years old. They told her she would eventually need to be put into a home and cared for. She wouldn’t accept this inevitable sentence and fought the good fight. They say that God only gives us what we can handle. Well all I can say is that God has handed Miss Daisy one heck of a whopper to handle and she does it every day with grace. love and dignity.
Today, Daisy is in a wheel chair and needs help with almost everything she does. But that doesn’t stop her from trying. It is because of her inner strength that motivated me to reach out to her, although it is not a lot, I wanted to find something that we all could do to help her out. We have had much progress in the short few weeks since this started and I am always open to new ideas for helping her raise these funds. Please let me know if you have some thoughts on this.
As the storey goes...
I asked if I could help another classmate bring Ms. Daisy to one of our grade school lunch reunions a few weeks ago. That is when I learned about her losing her ONLY transportation. She has a 2004 wheelchair accessable mini van with an electric chair ramp. The government has decided to take it away from her due to lack of funding. She will have to go on Medicaid and when that happens she totally dependent on whatever help we can give her.
My eyes were wide shut until I experienced this situation she is in. Once she loses this vehicle, she is destined to a life of stagnation and isolation and lonlyness. Daisy is not one to let this happen easily but did not feel comfortable asking for help. That is where you come in. Together we can make a difference. We can extend a higher quality of care if we could just pull enough money to allow her to keep this mini van.
I opened a crowdrise account and linked it to my bank to collect donations that could directly go to paying for her van. As of this date, WE have collected over $1,500 and the pot keeps growing. Please help us hit our goal of $15,000. Don’t let that number scare you. All you need to do is add what ever you can afford. $2 or $200. It all adds up. The only barrier besides the donations is time. We need to help Daisy now. She has asked the company that owns the van to give her a little more time. Can you please find some room in your heart to part with a few dollars here and there? Your small contribution will turn into a large gift when all is said and done. All donation dollars will be transparent, so you will see your donation support in a montly report until our goals are met.
My wife and I found out, quite surprisingly that Mrs Daisy was praying for me. Not just because I started this project. She has been praying for me and many many others for years. Each morning she says her prayers and includes me in a long list of names that she shares with God. Isn’t that something? I had no idea until she told this to me last week.
I want to help Ms. Daisy keep her independence. We were told the government is going to take it away from her because the funding was cut. Please help my 62 year old friend whom I have know since grade school. Her body has been ravaged by Multiple Sclerosis. Her mind is as sharp as they come and her heart is bigger than Texas. I want to raise $15,000 and wipe the slate clean and then she can keep her van and allow her to feel the love and freedom she deserves.