It is interesting to me that some people can find fault with the annual Muscular Dystrophy Association Telethon. They feel manipulated. Jerry Lewis is self-serving. Celebrities have ulterior motives for participating. Golf was pre-empted, etc.
For 19 years I stood helplessly by and watched as Duchenne, the most deadly and cruel neuromuscular disease, slowly but relentlessly ate away the young life of my nephew Brandon Squire. I watched him make the best of every situation and circumstance handed to him with a smile on his face, and then I watched and cried as my brother and his wife buried their only son this year. I watch volunteers give freely of their time for no reason other than that they care. I watch newscasters Barbara Smith and Wesley Ruff work tirelessly in behalf of MDA as they fight back their own tears.
To those who grumble, I say this: I don't care. I don't care that you think people have ulterior motives. I don't care that you missed golf on one day. I don't care what the motives are of people who give of themselves. I am only glad that they do.
Lori S. Dunn