2005 Chicago Breast Cancer Walk
Introduction History Fundraising Training The Walk Toes Other Photos Crew Thank You Links

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Katie is the coolest interpreter I’ve ever seen in action. Her sign language was done with so much energy and love for the crowd and the cause.

 

       

The bicycle safety crew rocks. There were three bicycles with flamboyantly dressed individuals who pedaled tirelessly up and down the paths we were to walk to help keep us motivated. All of them too, with their own story and reason for being here. I would like to know how many miles these three individuals rode. I guarantee that it was way more than 60 miles. No matter where they were spotted, they brought smiles and conversation and a sense of security.

Everyone assumed that this duo were a couple, but I overheard someone asking them their story – how they met. They met at the 3-Day and continue to meet there every year.

             

Every pit stop and every stop n go had a theme. Jesters, the 70’s, Elvis, and the circus. These folks were great! Cheering us on, handing out candy. The cheers themselves were entertaining. Many of the stops had fun things to give away. Elvis trivia  Elvis fans, for Elvis fans  We all got lei’d at Blue Hawaii and beaded at one of the cheering stations. The first night at camp, Kelly, Margaret and Matthew came to see me. Matthew really liked chewing on the lei.

                  

                  

           

There was a team of motorcyclists who volunteer to be our crossing guards at the busy intersections. They were great! Most of them were sporting pink boas around their necks or someplace on their bikes by the end of the weekend. They too, encouraged us every step of the way. Thing one (not pictured) is the son of thing two. Thing one became a grandfather Saturday night, making thing two a great grandfather. I’m sure Dr. Seuss might even be confused. Thing one (not pictured) is the son of thing two. Thing one became a grandfather and thing two became a great grandfather, Saturday night.

I have to mention the sweeper vans. There were four or five of these vans, all decorated like homecoming football game vans. I wish I had gotten pictures of them, and their crew. They did a great job motivating people and just the sight of them gave a sense of security throughout the days. One of them said “Honk if you love breast!” Another said “Men for Hire.” And like the walkers, these crew members all had their own stories and reasons for being here. Some in memory of a loved one, others in honor of a loved one.