Born in 1944 with polio, my Uncle Doug beat it only to get Muscular Dystrophy later on.
Despite the obvious physical struggle he endured, Doug was a stellar case study in using what he had to accomplish more than people thought he could. He did as much as possible on his own, stopping at the point of his physical abilities. In an era when “people of his kind” spent their lives in special homes, he was creative, a writer, an artist, and college student at the University of Minnesota. Even the act of starting a simple Bible study in his apartment led his caregiver to Christ; that man went on to become a dynamic pastor in the Midwest.
Doug died in 1970 when his 26-year old body could no longer handle the disease.
During his life he surprised us, inspired us, and showed us all that giving up on yourself – and what you can do – is just a load of crap. I miss him and that spirit every single day.