The black and white photo of a man stanfing in the snow is actually my Dad in Germany in the 1950s. He died at the very end of 2001, just 3 weeks shy of his 70th birthday. Tough to believe that it's been almost 20 years since we last spoke. Heart disease took him. And what was really tough about his passing was that he was still mentally sharp when he died.
My Dad suffered with heart disease for as long as I can remember. Even as a kid there were health scares. And his Dad...died when he was 16, yes, a heart attack. I never met my paternal grandfather.
For me, the mission of the American Heart Assoaition is very personal.
I walk because I know that with every step, I’m making a difference in someone’s life. And when combined with a million other Heart Walk Heroes across the nation, we have an even greater impact toward curing heart disease and stroke. Will you be a Heart Walk Hero with me?
Your donation will fund groundbreaking research that literally keeps hearts beating and helps people have longer, healthier lives.
Have a heart and help me reach my goal today!