Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Things we have a deep need to assist or support.
Outside of my obvious conjunction, I try to contribute annually to an organization working to find the cure for cancer.
Why a cure and not treatment?
I personally believe that there is too much money already corrupting this process. Call me cynical but I believe that the major players in this drama have rigged the game. I believe that the money is in "treating" cancer.
Not curing it. There are those who see the financial benefit in treatment...finding a cure isn't in their best interests.
That would bring their gravy train to a tablecloth-staining end. Entire University departments and research corporates would lose their funding. They are not concerned with finding the cure...let's treat the disease and all make a superb living doing so.
Or so thinks me.
Of course I would think this way. I am to this point a cancer survivor so my bias is clear. The means to treat my cancer has been in use for 30 years. Nothing new...nothing innovative...so in my case, billions have been given and spent for what...?
Blindly giving money and time for something may make us feel better about ourselves but I think we need, from time to time, to check in on the progress of that thing.
There will always be those who work or give to something simply because they think it's doing some good...regardless of the reality.
But there is always an exception...there is always someone who sees a cause or an effort and steps up to help because they know their immediate action will have immediate results.
And they don't always have to be aligned with that particular cause.
Just over a year ago, we purchased a Jeep Grand Cherokee for The HeliOS Project. It was mostly due to one particular donor that we were able to do so.
It was something we badly needed at the time and we were (and still are) exceptionally grateful.
But it didn't take long to find out that our "great deal" wasn't so great.
Problems, and I mean large, expensive problems began to manifest themselves. The bottom end of the motor developed an ominous knock. The transmission started to slip and the steering box became unstable.
When the vehicle became unsafe and unreliable, we took it back to the person who sold it to us and for almost a year, that person provided us a loaner car to do our work. He began looking for something to replace the jeep...and he was doing so out of his own pocket.
But it never happened. He was happy to "loan" us a running vehicle and seemingly forgot his promise to get us another. As the date on the state inspection sticker came closer and closer to expiration, I got a bit nervous.
I foresaw a problem looming...and one that we were in no position to fix.
That's when Adam Schneckloth stepped in.
Adam doesn't have any real affiliation with The HeliOS Project, The Linux Community or FOSS in general. He works in the mortgage industry and is pretty much an everyday kind of guy.
Except for one thing...
He steps in to help when he believes the cause is right.
It was, in a phrase..."a find".
And after hearing of our problem, Adam Schneckloth gave us the Explorer.
No tax receipts
He signed over the title and solved a huge problem for us.
Of course, Adam is someone who will help anyone or anything in need of his help.
Some will think this a bit sappy, but bear with me...it accentuates what kind of a man Adam Schneckloth is.
He and his co-workers were out behind his building taking a smoke break this last year. They commented to themselves that they were hearing a "bleating" sound. That wouldn't be uncommon. Behind their office building was a large expanse of undeveloped forest with its array of wildlife.
Between civilization and that forest was a large concrete irrigation ditch. it was 4 feet deep and shaped in a "V". While the others in his group dismissed the sound, Adam went to investigate.
He jumped down into the concrete ditch and walked toward the sound. About 200 feet from his building was a small, and obviously helpless fawn. She had tried to jump the ditch and failed to negotiate the jump. The V-shape of the ditch would not allow her to escape.
Adam approached the fawn, gathered it into his arms and crawled on his backside to solid ground. Some of his friends had followed to find Adam and when they caught up with him, they found him holding that fawn.
With the mother nowhere in site, Adam set the animal free on the forest side of the ditch and watched it scamper and disappear into the trees.
So sappy? Maybe, but then again, how many of us would ignore the sounds of the forest, even though one of them might have been a sounding call for help...?
Or how many of us would give of themselves something worth thousands of dollars simply because we know it would be the right thing to do.
Adam Schneckloth did, and we are eternally grateful.
blather and mumbling provided by Ken Starks at 4:03 PM