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If My 8-year Old Can, Perhaps You Can Too

To the half dozen of you that read my blog and care enough to help a brother out, I'm actually going to try and shame you for a moment.

Do you remember watching the Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon? As a kid, this was one of the annual events I watched on television. This was before live streaming, or even the internet, so the fact that one thing could consume a channel for an entire weekend was quite remarkable.

I recall Jerry Lewis singing and dancing and telling jokes. Every so often you'd see a bunch of numbers flip on the big board, showing how much money was coming in for a worthy cause, the Muscular Dystrophy Association. And if you stayed tuned long enough you would see the end of the telethon. This was when Jerry would stop dancing and singing. He stopped being funny hours ago. And there was a lot of sweating, as if he'd went and collected the money by himself...on foot.

I feel that way right about now. I've committed to trying to raise $1600 for MDA. So far, I've collected $170, plus $1 that my 8-year old gave me. She only makes $8/month, so I'm hoping that some of you who make more than that would be willing to help MDA. It also helps me, because I'll be going to jail on April 14 if I haven't collected all this cash.

Please stop by https://www.joinmda.org/kosciuskoindianalockup2010/rick0 and help me out. On this page, you can view where the money goes and how it helps. You can also view my progress. Thanks for your support.

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