Nephew Keith, a fine young man who just completed his first year in college, biked last month in the MS150, an annual event to raise money for muscular dystrophy cure research.  He rode with friends from a Christian service fraternity he  belongs to.  Bad weather shortened the two-day ride to one day, but lengthened the ride to almost 100 miles.  I’ll let him tell the story:

“Sadly, the second day of riding was canceled due to the weather. Because of this, I and a bunch of the guys who I have been riding with, decided to do the 100 mile first day ride instead of the usual 78. Now I have to say that this was the first endurance sport that I have ever done, and I was unsure of how it would go. Yesterday we rode from Tully stadium to La Grange which (according to my bike computer) ended up being 98.8 miles. While I am very tired today, the ride was actually quite enjoyable and it was great to do it with some of my best friends.”

My heart fills with pride for Keith.  If ever I fear for the future, I think of him and young people like him, and my hope is renewed.  (Now he will spend the summer as a counselor helping young people at the wonderful Pine Cove summer camp.) Though still a teenager, he already exceeds the grace and goodness of his old uncle.  Blessings on thee, young man.

Keith (on left) with friends: