My son is a Special Olympian!

I have sold ice cream biked miles, and walked for Down Syndrome – now you can support me revisit puberty with polar plunge and a bunch of people.

It is important we celebrate and support our awesome Special Olympians.  They excel and impress globally, with their enthusiasm and sportsmanship.

My son is a Special Olympian!

He was born with Down Syndrome and has been an absolute blessing to our family.  He’s cheerful, loving, and works hard to achieve his goals.  I’m a proud father for this amazing young man!

This year I pledge my support to Special Olympics New Jersey by making a donation through my page.

You have the awesome opportunity to also support me, and I will in turn share pictures of a pale, freckled, ginger bearded viking plunging into the ocean.  It will certainly be an experience for spectators as my roar will echo along the Jersey Shore.  And no, it is not a blue whale mating call!

The process is fast, easy and secure. Thanks so much for your support… and please don’t forget to send this page to any friends you think might be interested in donating!

Visit my donation page and share your love – Polar Plunge 2018

I Helped Save a Man

For the past year or two, I’ve found myself being even more focused on helping others.  It has been a new purpose since trying to become a better man, which have something to do with me joining the Free Masons.

I know I know – free masons = gold, conspiracies and world domination.  In reality, it is not like that.  We don’t have much gold left 🙂

Anyway, one late afternoon while driving the usual route home.  It had just started to rain – a light drizzle from the summer sky.  Nothing heavy like the Great Flood, but still enough to make the roads wet and the air small fresh of water.

Further ahead, I noticed smoke from the trees, and the easy recognisable blinks from a police car.  In fact, it was an unmarked police car, who had just stopped by the smoke.  I slowed down and noticed a car in the ditch.

There were absolutely no evidence on the road what caused this accident, but the front of the car was angrily hugging the tree, and the driver was most likely stuck.  This was a “fresh” accident, and I decided to help.

crashLike an action man, I jumped into ditch and started to calm the man down.  The police officer was on the radio with emergency team, and we both started to assess the scene.  I ran to the passenger side of the car, and noticed that the smoke was getting darker, and to my horror discovered that flames were visible.

I ran to the police car, took the extinguisher and started to kill the flames methodically.  Thankfully I was able to put it out and we could concentrate on the trapped driver.  He was in a lot of pain, as his legs were stuck.  As a result, the police officer ordered me to force open the back door, behind the driver, and clear the seat so medical team could get him out.  The door was bent shut, but I had my orders.

A surge of hulk power came over me and I ripped the door open.  Just in time for the arrival of the first ambulance, who thanked me.

A few minutes later, EMT, police and fire teams arrived. It was time for me to hand it over to the professionals, the awesome first responders, and they kicked into routine mode.  At that point, I decided to leave it to the pros, and I checked out.

As I sat in my car, I felt a sense of pride.  I helped save a man’s life.  I faced danger and didn’t mind.  I helped strangers.  It felt damn good.

Gentle reminder to all drivers – drive carefully and pay attention. Get off your phones, no texting and help save lives.

Paying Forward

It’s not every day that you manage to emotionally affect people while grocery shopping.

zombiesThese outings are mainly people walking like drones around the supermarket, surveying food, pondering on expiration dates and diving into ‘super sale’ basket to find the best deals.  There’s very little interaction with any fellow shoppers unless you accidentally knock into their trolley or run over their feet.

As you get to the check-out area shoppers queue up quietly, mostly waiting patiently for the the assistant to work their way through the conveyor belt – it’s a first world problem.

The other day while I was picking up a few items at the local ShopRite I had a wonderful experience.  I know it sounds bizarre, as ShopRite is just a supermarket, but it was truly a magical moment.

I joined the shortest line and waited for my turn.  I’m a law-abiding shopper and waited patiently while the customer in front was packing up.

Suddenly the guy, who had picked out a few items (no more than 7-10 items) for the Memorial Day weekend, was looking frantically at the check-out assistant.  The look in his eyes were off and I could tell he was short on funds.  I offered to covered the difference, assuming it was $1-2, but he kindly declined and removed items instead.

Next I saw him leave the check-out with-out his groceries, and I asked the assistant if he was ok.  He was not ok.

According to the shop assistant he had been in an accident months ago and was only now finding his feet.  He needed a few items to carry him through Memorial Day weekend, but didn’t have enough on his foot-stamp card.

I asked how much and was amazed when it was only $13.55.

boehnersobbingWithout hesitating, I told her I would pay for his groceries if someone could get him back to pick them up.  It was an older assistant and she was getting emotional for my kind gesture and asked if I knew the man, to which I answered no.

Everybody hits a low in their life, and it’s important that we help each other to move forward“.  At that point a small tear was forming in her eyes and the customer in front of me was also getting emotional.

Honestly, it felt normal to me to help a fellow man.

The man came back with a rather puzzled expression on his face and was humbled by my gesture.  At first he refused to take groceries, but I told him they had been paid and he couldn’t return them – it was my gift to him I said.

He left the shop with a new sense of hope.  That was evident from his posture and spring in he walk.  He was happy and relieved.

As I gather my groceries and started to walk out, the cashier smiled and thanked me.  She had not witnessed such a gesture in a long time and it made her month.

I walked outside and was greeted by the same man who had just received my grocery gift.

He wanted to shake the hand of the man who had given him the best Memorial Day weekend in over a year.  It was men like me that made the World special, and who made him proud to be an American.  He was ever so grateful for my gesture.  I told him to enjoy the weekend, and he hugged me.

The man had been in a bad accident 11 months ago and only just gotten a new job two weeks ago. He had not received his first pay check yet and was still on food stamp card, which was running very low.  Hospital bills had taken everything he had.

To say the least, he was extremely emotional about my help, and was close to tears.

As I sat into my car, I was suddenly filled with emotions.  It was a strange and wonderful experience, and I realized what I had just done.

pay-it-forwardWOW!  It was such an amazing feeling.  Helping a stranger or someone you know, with small gestures, will go such a long way.  The feelings you will experience afterwards are so rewarding, and I can only encourage you to pay it forward.

Little act of kindness goes a long way and touches people that needs help.  It’s only money and doesn’t have to be millions to make people happy.

World Down Syndrome Day 2015

Every year the World celebrates Down Syndrome, generating awareness for the wonderful group of individuals that we are blessed sharing the World with.

To this day, people with Down Syndrome have special powers – powers to spread love and happiness to everyone who they get in touch with.  They smile, cherish life and adore anybody who wants to be their friend.

Some people still mock them and call them names, but it’s just out of ignorance.

My beautiful wife helps spread awareness about people with special needs, so you should really visit her Facebook page.  It’s also a tribute to my amazing son, Christian, who was born with an extra chromosome.

Yes, I need to say no a few extra times when he’s misbehaving, but so did my dad to me. He has come such a long way in a short time, especially since arriving in the US where he gets an awesome service and support in the school.  His aid (Mr. T) is absolutely amazing with my son, and they have bonded like brothers.  This has resulted in a phenomenal improvement in his abilities to interact and communicate.

What’s even more magical, as a parent to a special needs kid, is that he has friends in school.  Kids walk up to him and give him high five, shout hi when they see him and he has play dates with class mates.  It’s wonderful as a parent to see how well he’s accepted by his peers.  They love him too.

Here’s a set of excellent images my wife created to honour our son 🙂

Belated Happy New Year

word cloud for year 2015
Godt Nytår til alle i det Danske land og til dem som bor uden for vores smukke land!

It has literally been 3 months since I last posted, and for that I’m truly sorry.  There has just been so many things happening in our lives that left me with no time to dedicate to posting updates.  I’ll obviously attempt to fill you all in, and will start posting from today onwards.

I’m certain you had a wonderful Christmas break and that you entered 2015 full of energy, ready to tackle the challenges ahead of us all.  We have so much to accomplish and so much energy.

It’ll be an amazing year and you are awesome!