I’ve been sharing with you a story of humor, yet it is also a story many of each of you have been apart of in your own experiences. You get on a department, and you grow close to each other as you begin your journey developing your second family.
There are many other stories, as I’m sure you can imagine. Some can be related, some are better left untold. But each story are singular threads that we share to create the fabric of life- the truly special one which we all share as Brothers and Sisters in the greatest profession on earth.
I began my career with Buzz, and was fortunate enough to have him as a part of our company when I suffered my injury a few years back. From beginning to end, Buzz has been and continues to be my Brother.
Buzz has a beautiful wife and three fantastic young men for sons. Throughout our Brotherhood, Buzz has always had the support of both his families. Buzz also serves his country in the Global War on Terror, having been in the sands as a Navy medic saving the lives of his other Band of Brothers, our heroes in the Middle East.
When he is gone on his tours, the Brothers back home make sure his family is never in want for anything. From simple chores to assistance with major issues we all made sure his wife, Maria, and her three sons could count on us to have their backs just like if Buzz was there for them. We treated his family just like they should be treated, and how we would expect they would treat ours.
Today, our Brother faces a new crisis, and we are all stepping up for him. For those of you who are unaware, his eldest son Ken was unexpectedly diagnosed with brain cancer this last March. After 2 brain surgeries 5 weeks of radiation and countless medications, Ken is looking and feeling better and better. He still has a long road to recovery and many months of chemotherapy ahead, but things are looking positive.
This unfortunate medical issue came at a time when Ken was off of a health insurance plan between graduating college, and trying to get a small business up and going. His medical expenses are staggering and overwhelming. Now, this is something that will dealt with over time, but we all can have an impact now. Why?
Ken will be unable to work for at least a year. But in this, the greatest country in the world, Ken can also receive a higher level of healthcare treatment IF he can pony up certain percentages out of pocket. In other words, if he has more money, he can get better treatment. God Bless America, right?
Anyway, us Brothers are not going to let a lack of finances hold Buzz’s son to a lesser standard of care without a fight. We’ve put a party together and want everyone to join us the weekend after the Fourth of July at Arlington Park Racecourse.
Join us as we bet on the ponies, break some bread, share some pop, enjoy pony rides, a petting zoo, face painting, 50/50 raffle, silent auction, other raffle prizes, and a demonstration by our very own Chicago Fire Professional Soccer Team.
A Day At The Races runs from noon until 6pm (post time at 1pm) on Sunday, July 10th at Arlington Park Racecourse. Tickets are $40 for adults, $20 for children 4 years old and older.
Your ticket includes food, non-alcoholic beverages, and entertainment, and all proceeds will be donated to Ken so that he can get the level of treatment he deserves.
Now I realize that many of you are geographically unable to make it to suburban Chicago for this mega-party, but you can still help out in several ways. First, visit “Ken Krull Fundraiser” on facebook and “like” the page. It will help get the word out to the world. Secondly, we’ve set up a PayPal account to which you can donate by using the email address “email@example.com”. Local 3481 will also be graciously accepting checks mailed to Local 3481, PO Box 1683, Barrington, IL 60010.
Finally, contact me below for any further information on how you might wish to get involved.
This is one of those situations in life that happens all around us, but you never really grasp the impact until it happens to a loved one.
Buzz is my buddy. Buzz is my brother. He was there when I started, and he was there on my last day.
Join me now as we stand right beside him today, as we know we will for the rest of our lives.
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