This evening I went to a fundraiser dinner for the local chapter of the Lions Club. Yep, I go to a lot of fundraisers, and they aren’t all just for HPS – grin. This one was your standard spaghetti dinner fundraiser. You paid $5.00 at the door, got a plate of spaghetti, a piece of bread and a salad and then went and found your place in the church’s common hall to eat. Desserts cost extra.
There was also a silent auction and I went home happy as a clam with gift certificates from MiRachito, my favorite local Mexican restaurant.
As I looked around at all those gold and purple vests though, I couldn’t help but think of my grandpa. He was a Lion for years and years and years. The Lions Clubs help to raise money for charities that relate to helping the visually impaired or preventing blindness.
I can remember in college thinking it was so cheesy that my grandpa wanted me to come and speak to his Lions Club. I couldn’t imagine what the average college freshman could possibly have to say that would be so riveting.
But on May 10th I am going to be the featured speaker talking about the work of the HPS Network. Somehow I feel like grandpa is smiling down from heaven.
There was also a silent auction and I went home happy as a clam with gift certificates from MiRachito, my favorite local Mexican restaurant.
As I looked around at all those gold and purple vests though, I couldn’t help but think of my grandpa. He was a Lion for years and years and years. The Lions Clubs help to raise money for charities that relate to helping the visually impaired or preventing blindness.
I can remember in college thinking it was so cheesy that my grandpa wanted me to come and speak to his Lions Club. I couldn’t imagine what the average college freshman could possibly have to say that would be so riveting.
But on May 10th I am going to be the featured speaker talking about the work of the HPS Network. Somehow I feel like grandpa is smiling down from heaven.
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