To the Shelby Whippets
community,
There are times when the
words “thank you” don't seem adequate. I don't mean that we
don't feel gratitude; quite the opposite. We feel so much gratitude
that the simple words “thank you” just don't seem to convey our
appreciation.
This past Saturday night
at the Whippets game against St. Peter's, my family was the recipient
of what I can only describe as the most selfless display of giving
that I have ever seen. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
My son Noah, who will be
18 soon, was born with trisomy 8, a genetic condition. He was also
deprived of oxygen at birth, which resulted in cerebral palsy. He
cannot walk, talk, or even sit up on his own. He lives his life in a
wheelchair.
All we've ever wanted for
Noah is to be accepted by his peers despite his limitations. We've
been taking Noah to the boys basketball games for several years, and
in that time, he's been called the Whippets number one fan. He won
the Sixth Man award several years ago.
His mother and I use a van
modified with a ramp to get Noah around. It wasn't new when we
acquired it, but it more than fulfills our needs. Recently, the van
has been experiencing problems which we found out would be quite
costly to fix. We had no idea how we were going to afford these
repairs.
Word of this got out and
Noah's Earth angels took over. We were informed that at the
basketball game Saturday evening, the 50/50 drawing, the three-point
shooting contest, and other events would all be used to help raise
the money needed to fix Noah's van.
We didn't know what to
expect. The residents of Shelby have been very good to Noah in the
past when we've held benefits for him. We've always felt blessed to
live in a community that responds so quickly to help others.
To say the money-making
efforts were successful would be an understatement. The total
collected was announced at the game; I won't bother to write it here,
but rest assured, the repairs to Noah's van are paid for, with extra
left over to start a contingency fund for the future.
It wasn't only the Shelby
fans who responded. We received an envelope of money from St. Pete's
fans as well, and the Spartans JV team all came over and gave Noah
fist-bumps before their game started. Classy stuff, St. Pete's.
Thank you so much.
So, with all this
gratitude in our hearts, and the words “thank you” feeling quite
inadequate, what words do we use? I wish I knew.
Thank you, Shelby.
I think I'm wrong when I
say those words are inadequate. They're perfect in their simplicity.
It's the heart behind the words that completes their meaning.
From the very bottom of
our hearts, Thank You, Shelby.
Thank you for once again
responding to Noah's needs. Thank you for stopping to say hello to
Noah and to us when you see us out and about. Thank you for the love
we feel around us every day as we continue our journey as Noah's
parents and caregivers. And thank you for embracing both Noah,
because he's so deserving of love, and us, which helps keep us strong
as we live day to day trying to make Noah's life as complete and full
as we can.
Thank you.
It's a privilege and an
honor to live in this community.
Thank you, and God bless
you all.
Noah's family
Scott Sheaffer, Susan
Sheaffer, Emily Sheaffer, Brad and Morgan Schneider