
Every year since I was a kid, we have watched the MDA Telethon on Labor Day. Nowadays, it is just a ritual-though the telethon itself has become a bit of a joke, I still hold a place in my heart for the golden age of the Jerry Telethon-when I would make Jeannette & Mary stay up late with me & cheer for the kids in the wheelchairs-and because we almost always have a brunch or a party of some kind- I am always sure to send some money, just to say thanks for the memories.. and now that I proof read this I realize: Holy crap. I am officially a middle aged person. Oy.