{"id":3784,"date":"2010-07-23T18:10:20","date_gmt":"2010-07-23T23:10:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=3784"},"modified":"2010-07-23T18:10:20","modified_gmt":"2010-07-23T23:10:20","slug":"my-special-olympian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2010\/20100723-3784.htm","title":{"rendered":"My Special Olympian"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After <a href=\"http:\/\/www.fccglenwood.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">church<\/a> last Sunday, I was chatting with a man who worked at the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dhs.state.ia.us\/Consumers\/Facilities\/Glenwood.html\" target=\"_blank\">Glenwood Resource Center<\/a> and had helped out with the Special Olympics in years past.  He told me that it was a great opportunity, and that I should really plan on seeing an event or two.  <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll have to do that,&#8221; I answered.  I hadn&#8217;t even considered attending an event before&#8211;I&#8217;d been more concerned with staying out of prime traffic areas when visitors might be swarming.  Campus tends to be a zoo when we host events like this.  But attending an event&#8230;that sounded like a nice diversion.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"images\/20100723-2.jpg\" alt=\"Daniel Griggs\" height=\"400\" width=\"300\" class=\"alignright\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I mused almost to myself at dinner whether my former coworker Daniel might be competing in the power lifting competition.  When we were working together, he&#8217;d gone to Beijing to compete&#8211;so I knew he took part in the Special Olympics.  <\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t expecting a response from anyone, but Dad answered me anyway.  Yes, Daniel would be competing.<\/p>\n<p>I asked if Dad had a schedule of events.  He said he didn&#8217;t&#8211;at least not a specific schedule.  I made a mental note, hoping to look it up. <\/p>\n<p>I forgot.<\/p>\n<p>But this morning Dad texted me a web address where they were live streaming the power lifting events.  <\/p>\n<p>I sat in my chair in front of my computer with my embroidery in hand and watched the event until my internet connection went wonky.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll just go out,&#8221; I thought.  It isn&#8217;t that far and I was planning on riding with Joanna today anyway.  Maybe she wouldn&#8217;t mind making that our destination.<\/p>\n<p>Joanna being amenable, we rode to UNL&#8217;s Kimball Hall and sat and talked (about liturgy and church calendars and altar cloths&#8211;of all things) until the program was to start.  It turned out the award ceremony was later than I thought I&#8217;d heard the announcer say (I had a bit of difficulty understanding her thick Southern accent), so Joanna had to leave before the ceremony.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"images\/20100723-1.jpg\" alt=\"Daniel Griggs\" height=\"300\" width=\"400\" class=\"alignleft\" \/><\/p>\n<p>But I was able to sit and cheer for Daniel and others from far and wide as they collected their medals.  Daniel won four gold medals and one silver&#8211;and set a personal best record on the bench press!  Go, Daniel!<\/p>\n<p>Whether it was just excitement over his day&#8217;s successes or true pleasure in seeing me, I got a giant hug from Daniel once I managed to break through the crowd to congratulate him afterward.<\/p>\n<p>It was so nice to cheer and to support Daniel, who for a couple of years was my head dish-man and still holds a special place in my heart.  My church informant was absolutely right&#8211;the Special Olympics are a blast!  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After church last Sunday, I was chatting with a man who worked at the Glenwood Resource Center and had helped out with the Special Olympics in years past. He told me that it was a great opportunity, and that I should really plan on seeing an event or two. &#8220;I&#8217;ll have to do that,&#8221; I &#8230; <a title=\"My Special Olympian\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2010\/20100723-3784.htm\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">My Special Olympian<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3784"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3784"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3784\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3784"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3784"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3784"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}