Lucky you – you are getting the first fan letter I have ever written to an author!

When I bought your book at Val’s I had no idea it would mean so much to me. After all, there are lots of accounts out there about people who have overcome adversity. But now that I have finished reading your story I feel compelled to write.

My father’s career was in education, but his true love was sports. He was small and scrappy and excelled in baseball, basketball, and track. He played second base for Yale in the very first College World Series Baseball Championship.

In his late fifties he noticed his thumb shook, Big Deal! Then a couple of years later he went after a tennis ball and fell on the court. He was mystified: how could he _ Mr. Coordination – have misjudged so badly? It turned out he had Parkinson’s disease. No hope for a cure, the disease would only get progressively worse.
But he was exactly like you.

He refused to give in to the disease or to depression. He worked and worked in every way possible to make his live as livable as possible. And when he finally had to be cared for in a home, he went around trying to help everyone else there – the people he thought were even worse off.
He always told us – like you – that the world was divided into givers and takers. Like you, he was a giver. He taught us never to quit. When he was young his friends would tell him he was so “lucky ” in sports – but he was just like you, he knew is wasn’t luck but his ability to do something over and over and over again until he had it right.

When he was really bad one day I took him to a store he wanted to go to. He had to maneuver his body in about 400 ways before he managed to launch himself out of the car seat. When he finally got up and was holding precariously onto his walker he looked at me and grinned. “Piece of cake,” he said.

I feel that you are a younger version of my father. He would have loved to play golf with you. He would have been so inspired by your book.
So thanks for writing the book, Keith.

Thank you for reminding me of my father, and for keeping on with the fight – you are a true winner.
I certainly won’t say I hope you will continue to get better every day, because with your attitude and strength of character, I am absolutely sure you will continue to get better every day.

Congratulations!

Sincerely,
Laurel Huber