This is the ever so lovely "Leopard Cow" from Cow Parade (New York City,2001.) She gets to be the cow-of-the-day because she reminds me of the Special Olympics Annual Awards Banquet we went to Monday night. We were celebrating 40 years of Special Olympics in Florida.
The banquet was held at the Ramada Resort. The grounds around the hotel are very tropical, so I wanted a picture with my handsome husband Bob. I, as you can see, had decided to wear my beautiful jungle animal print dress.
This led me to remember a print I bought at a Special Olympics Auction several years ago. The young artist is Dylan Scott Pierce, and besides being very talented, he is also autistic. (I took the close up of the picture off the web. I didn't want to undo my framing and the glass reflected too much.) Here is a photo of my beautiful framed print entitled "Jasmine and Friends." I think it looks wonderful on my wall. I have provided a link on Dylan's name if you want to find out more about him. He is a very interesting young man and a fine artist. I feel lucky to have this print signed by him.
Now let us get back to the Awards Ceremony. My son Lawrence is a previous winner of the Special Olympian of the Year Award. He has earned medals in skating, downhill skiing, track and field, swimming, and gymnastics. I can safely say, "Special Olympics is his life!" In these pictures he is helping his father (my first husband) present the awards for this year. His dad and his sweet wife, Nancy, are very active in Special Olympics, especially the fund raising part. (God Bless Them) The young lady in the picture is this year's winner, Kathy.
Here are Lawrence's medals. They are beautifully displayed over his bed. He is so proud of them. He shows them off to everyone who visits. He has so many because he's been in Special Olympics since he was about ten years old, and he is 31 now.
You can probably tell I have a passion for Special Olympics. If you ever feel the urge to become involved with Special Olympics, go for it. I know I'm glad I did.
















The darling baby riding on his rocking horse is my first son, Lawrence. He was born in May of 1977. He is 31 yers old now and he is autistic. He became very ill when he was 10 days old and ran a high fever for many days. I begged God to save my baby, and He did. As the seasons came and went it became apparent Lawrence was not developing like other babies his age. "Not reaching the milestones," is what they said. It's a long story, but a wonderful one. God must have known I'd be happy to have a little boy for the rest of my life, because he blessed me with Lawrence.





