Fathers' Faces

Welcome to our gallery of fathers advocates and heroes! It is extremely important to learn from these dads who have been advocating for their children to improve their whole life: education and health. Take time to read each and every story to see how their stories and experiences can strengthen you to advocate as well for your kids to receive the services and support they need immediately.

Wilbur & Mazon & Conan & Madyson

Enjoy your first Florda father’s faces, Wilbur Hawke, your strong disability advocate who is always ready to train you on how to navigate the disability system to get the best solutions for your child who might have any type of disability or special needs. You must equipped yourself with useful advocacy skills to really stand for your child. If not, your child will not be served professionally with their entitled services in any school setting nor in any medical institution. You must be continously proactive for a solid foundation for your child’s educational success and healthy lifestyle. 

Wilbur Hawke: Your Disability Advocate

John & Jacob Benoit

“Walk with Me, Daddy”

Walk alongside me, Daddy

Hold my little hand

I have so many things to learn

That I don’t understand

Teach me things to keep me safe

From danger everyday

Show me how to do my best

At home, at school, at play

Every child needs a gentle hand

To guide them as they grow

So walk alongside, me daddy

We have a long way to go

“My son Jacob was born on my birthday in 2002 he is truly his fathers son. Jacob has social & emotional disability. My wife gave me this poem 1 year after Jacob was born not knowing what Jacob will be going through in the years to come. This poem has more of a meaning to it than I thought it would. It has been a long hard road but we will stay strong for the sake of My Jacob.”

John Benoit trbenoit@comcast.net

Fred & Gregory Carroll

Gregor is thirteen years old. He was born with Septo-optic dysplasia, a disorder characterized by midline defects, underdeveloped optic nerves that are accompanied by nystagmus, which is easily observed as shaking eyes. 

Gregor also has hormone abnormalities caused by an under activity of the hypothalamus and a non functioning pituitary gland. He is non verbal, has autism, and has a lot of sensory issues. Early on we were told that he would never be able to see much of anything, yet today he uses his limited vision so well that most people don’t realize that he has any visual problems. Gregor also looks quite healthy, and really he is, however that can change quickly when stressed, due to his endocrine dysfunction. He does have developmental delays, likes to climb on everything, puts everything in his mouth and numerous other behavior issues.

One of the first distinct things that I recall Gregor doing was making things spin and wobble to a stop on the table. He really seemed to have a knack for making plastic plates or lids wobble for an extended time before coming to a stop. At the time I saw nothing wrong with this activity, but he kept wanting to do this for hours at a time. He did learn songs and nursery rhymes at such an early age that some people called it remarkable. Somewhere along this time there were childhood immunizations and a grand mal seizure, and no more talking.

For the next number of years it didn’t matter that he didn’t talk, because someone was right there to keep him safe, We began to anticipate his every need.  It is difficult to get him to interact with anyone.

He just wants to balance postcard size items in one hand and tap them with the other hand, or to be in an elevated position such as sitting in a dining room chair, sitting on his legs and feet and pushing all of his weight on one finger at the edge of the table, getting that sensory input, until his finger slips and he goes crashing to the floor. Gregor can learn, but he is not interested in paying any attention to anything that you may have to say, and he does not talk, so he will start to scream, stomp or whatever else he can do to get you to leave him alone. We have a great time together and he goes everywhere with me, grocery store, home improvement shop, etc..

We get a lot of stares when he lets out a loud yell, or while I am constantly reminding him to leave items on the shelf. He does receive therapies, PT, OT, Speech and behavior. We are so fortunate to have these services, although thirty minutes a week really isn’t much. He was getting thirty minutes twice a week until a year ago, I recently pleaded with the therapist to go back to twice a week but they said no because of his limited progress, Go Figure that one out. I joined a local support group about two years ago and have gotten a lot out of that. That is where I learned about the FND Heart and Hope Conference. We have a long way to go, and it seems to be hard to find support staff that  is willing to look through all the behaviors and sensory issues and see his amazing abilities and potential.

~ Fred Carroll – cfredc@ymail.com

Jay Daddy & Ashley Brynild

I felt like the luckiest man to find the woman of my dreams in 2003 and I knew I wanted to marry her. Her name is Anna and she informed me at the beginning that she had a daughter named Ashley with special needs. Anna shared her and Ashley’s story with me and I was even more in love with this woman who I called “the rock“.

It bothered me because I was dating Anna for 3 months and I still did not meet Ashley. Yet she had met my daughter Kelsey and son Jayson.

So one night I came right out and ask Anna are you embarrassed of your daughter? Anna was shocked that I was showing so much interest for her daughter. Anna said no she was not embarrassed of Ashley she just was not ready to have us meet.

One day I called out of the  blue and said I am in your neck of the woods and can I come by. Anna said yes come over but Ashley is here and I was excited that she said yes and finally I was going to get to meet Ashley. I can remember when the door opened and I saw Ashley’s face. She was so cute and she took my hand and we went and sat on the couch. Ashley wanted me to watch TV with her so we put on a car show and she sat in my lap and I explained to her what was going on about the cars.

Anna was invited to stay for dinner and ask me to go to the store for something. I asked if Ashley could go so she could pick out a video. Anna stated that was too much and I explained this is not my first rodeo and that kids are kids. Anna said you do not understand and I said don’t worry just relax. Ashley and I went to the store and when we got there was a horse ride and I ask Ashley if she wanted to go on a horse and she said yes and loved it and said “Again“.  I must of spent $4.00 dollars on a $.25 cent ride but she was so happy and it melted my heart.

Then when we went into the store and went to the video section she picked out a Barney video and held it to her chest and I was putty. When we returned to Anna’s house we ate and played and I even watched the Barney video. I can remember tucking her in and her calling me “Jay Daddy“. It surprised me because Ashley did not talk much. I was touched and I knew from that day my thoughts of marrying Anna were correct and I wanted us to be a family. In 2004 it was confirmed that we were a family after Anna and I got married.

To this day we still watch TV, football, basketball, baseball and her favorite “The Three Stooges”. Together we play “The Three Stooges” all the time with all the sound effects and all. Ashley does not speak much but it did not take long for her to learn the word “touchdown“. I was her coach for baseball, bowling partner, and so much more.

 It has been 9 years and I am so proud of her and all that she can do. I have learned from Ashley that life is precious and to never sweat the small stuff. Ashley is my hero in so many ways and I love her dearly and proud to have her as my daughter.

~Jay Daddy – 10.26.12 – jwbrr@cfl.rr.com

Gianni & Christian Musumeci

My son Christian is now 14 years old and has Cornelia de Lange Syndrome (CdLS) which has some behavior issues like Autism.

The first few years of Christian being in the public school system were easy. By the time he was in 4th grade some behaviors started coming out and the school was not at all happy with him. Then came middle school where we were promised the world of changes for him and all he got was physical restraining and suspensions.

My wife and I worked weekly with the school to try and help the situation but we were both ignorant to the IDEA laws. For so many years the school and the district was telling us that they knew what was best for our child and I am ashamed to say that we believed them. The funny thing was, we were not having problems at home, only at school. We continued to try and work with the school but all our requests to get Christian help with extra services were turned down.

Nine months ago my wife quit her job, pulled Christian out of school and became Christian’s full time advocate. We made the decision to pull him out of school when we picked him up one day and he was so out of control and upset that we were afraid he was having a breakdown. He has since been under a doctors care

School districts need to know and understand that restraining a child is not going to help the behavior go away, it will only upset the child and make the behaviors worse. I am still trying to understand why children that have disabilities are punished because of behaviors when it is part of their disability. Isn’t this discrimination?

Christian is doing much better today but we would like to get him back into the school system but it doesn’t seem that there is a program out there in Palm Beach County to fit his unique needs and the district does not seem willing to help us find one. We are working with the FL Advocacy Center and getting ready to file a complaint with the State Education Department. I just don’t understand why we all have to fight so hard to get an education for our children because they have special needs.

Regards, Gianni Musumeci – cvm514@msn.com

Dad to Christian

Duane & Elijah

Elijah is my only child, and I have no intention of having any other children. It’s difficult for me to speak of my experience raising Elijah in the context of him being a special needs child, as I have next to nothing to which I can compare the experience.

I can tell you what Elijah has taught me. He’s taught me how to be strong in the face of any adversity. He’s taught me to truly not give a damn about small minded, judgmental people looking from the outside in.

I’ve learned that even the most well adjusted people who live their lives with no disabilities are very often as hopeless and miserable as the worse off among us. Elijah has taught me that we only get a brief go around in this world and any of us, ALL of us have a responsibility to ourselves and those around us to take whatever we have going for us and make the absolute best of it, regardless of whatever limitations and setbacks we are dealt. Elijah has taught me to live and love and to not waste time with much of anything else.

~Duane – 11.11.12 – duanemattingly@gmail.com

Fred Gilliard Jr.

Dad to Victoria Star & Isabella Sky who has Down syndrome.

“It’s a Wonderful Life”

When me and my wife, Ailyne, had our first child Victoria in 2006 the joys of being a parent was just beginning. It was a beautiful experience to hold your child, feed her and be everything that your child depends on. I counted it all joy. We were truly blessed to be given a daughter with such beauty, strength and love.

In 2007 our second daughter was born, Isabella. Just like Victoria she was beautiful and very loving in nature except something was different, she didn’t have much strength. We learned that our daughter had Down syndrome. As she grew she had issues with acid reflux, bladder reflux, strabismus which requires a 2 year old to wear glasses and epileptic seizures. Our hands have been full but she has been a joy to our life. The lessons that she has taught us is amazing such as: Love unconditional and don’t hold grudges. She is truly a blessing.

Even though there is a lot of focus on her development it has made me and my wife better parents. Instead of us focusing on telling our children to watch TV and go play it puts our attention more on our kids and being around them. I stand on GOD’s truth that HE formed my child in her mother’s womb and my GOD doesn’t make mistakes. Since then my entire family has been advocating on behalf of those with Down syndrome by starting an organization called UPside2Downs that has been blessed by the backing of our church family, prayers, friends and family and the Pensacola community! We are a presence in our community because education, inspiration and involvement is the key to positive inclusion. Be encouraged!

~ Fred Gilliard Jr. – 850.293.1367 – upside2downs@gmail.com – UPside2Downs Website

 

Pablo & Miguel Orta

My name is Pablo and my son Miguel is eleven years old with Cerebral Palsy and Autism. Miguel is a kid who has taught me many things in his life and he has definitely changed my life forever.

Miguel was born extremely premature and his first diagnose was Cerebral Palsy, it was not easy to grasp the idea of having a child with special needs, however my wife Myriam and I got closer together and we work very hard to help Miguel.

I made a commitment to help Miguel however possible by learning how to give him physical and speech therapy any chance I got by watching the therapists doing it. When Miguel was about three years old he got diagnosed with Autism, this was another tough situation to handle because it involved more work by all members of our family.

Miguel has an older brother Alek (13) and a younger brother Leonardo (8) and they love him very much, we all are learning how to advocate for Miguel, how to speak for him, how to care for him, how to learn from him, and specially how to understand him. Miguel loves water and every chance he gets he wants to get wet and he is a child who needs that sensory feeling so he is always bringing anything to his mouth.

My wife and I have learned thru the years how to advocate for our child and specially in the school system, we made the decision to learn as much as possible to help our child receive the best education possible.

Miguel is progressing slowly and we are facing a long road ahead of us but along the way we ask, we seek, and we find ways to help him. It is important for fathers to participate and get involved because four ears and four eyes are always better than two ears and two eyes.

I encourage all fathers to participate, get involved, and learn as much as possible because you have great influence in your child, you can make a difference in your child’s life, in your life, and in the life of other parents who have a special needs child.

Thank you! Pablo Orta – alek94@comcast.net

Greg Matthews

We adopted a sibling group of three 10 years ago, and one more two years later.  It’s hard trying to remember life before kids.  Like most adopted kids, their parents were not models of society. 

The biological mother used drugs during pregnancy.  She was a prostitute.  Fathers were pimps.

Although there was no record of abuse, there was some.  They were mostly neglected.  Bad genes, drugs and neglect are not a combination that gets a person off to their best start in life.  We adopted the trio at ages 6,4 and 2.  The fourth was age 4, but his mother, also a drug addict, had at least put him up for adoption shortly after birth.  Unfortunately, he was born tox positive and was developmentally delayed. 

 The oldest is now 19.  He had the greatest trouble adapting which makes sense because he had been through the most.  He largely rejected us as his parents and rebelled, but he made it through high school and was accepted into college.  He has little contact with us.  When we do see him, it is more pleasant now than it was when he lived with us, but despite how well it might go, he has to leave us something to let us know that it was largely manipulation.  For example, his last visit he gave his younger brother a small amount of marijuana.  But it looks like he might do fine in life. 

Our 16 year old was never held as a child and suffers from a series of behavioral diagnoses.  ADHD, ODD, RAD, mood disorders, etc.  When he hit adolescence, he rebelled and we finally had to put him in a therapeutic boarding school in Utah.  He is a very handsome boy (the girls screamed like he was a rock star when they first saw him), gifted athlete and has a million dollar smile.  He seems to rebel against all rules but is showing some improvement after about 4 months.  He too I think is going to do fine in life.  Both he and his older brother have tremendous potential, but seem to make bad choices.  We’ll see.

Our only daughter and the youngest of the three are stunningly beautiful. She also has an IQ of 139.  She is dyslexic and whereas that effects her academics, she is going to set the world on its ear someday.  She was taken from her mother at one.  She spent one year with a foster mom that adored her and held her constantly.  She does not show much of the RAD some obvious with her two older brothers.  Our fourth, came to us at age 4.  He was readily accepted by the other three.  He has some problems with speech, diabetes, and some learning disabilities, but the kid is some incredibly nice, he is accepted well by the general population at school.  When we adopted him, he had been labeled mildly retarded.  Last year he tested with a 109 IQ.  He shows mechanical aptitude and I think he will apply those skills and between skills and being so likable, he will do well in life too.

I was divorced a year ago and my ex and I get along well and we share in the parenting.  Sometimes we feel sad because our kids have had so many “problems” and it has taken so much effort to get them the proper assistance, etc.  And when I get down and worry about my kids and what they will eventually do when they become adults, I think to myself, “but where would they have been without our efforts?”  It has been very challenging.  I am 56.  I am old enough to be their grandfather.  And whereas I know they will have to face problems on their own some day, I know they CAN do it. When my time comes, I want to be able to look back and know that I did what I could to put them in the best possible position to be successful.

~ Greg Matthews – flgregmatthews@aol.com

The Mitchell's Family

“Mike & Grandpa”

When Mike, my grandson, comes to my house to visit, I am sad to see him with autism and what it is doing to his life. I try and put something positive to it, but it is hard to do. The only thing I can think of is that he doesn’t have to worry too much about tomorrow or next year as I do. He is so content with so little. He likes to go for walks and we go in my back yard where I put up a swing and he likes to go there and watch the duck’s and other bird’s. He is a joy to have around. He never asks for much pop and the usual things kid’s like, as long as he has food and his cd’s to watch he is content and happy. After all is said and done he is my favorite grand son

~ Jerry Turrin – Jturrin144@aol.com

Mr. Jason's Family

“My Stepson has a Disability”

Martin Thal – August 9, 2006 – Dadvocates of Gainesville Florida – Helping to win for our children

I have a fourteen year-old stepson. My wife and I have been married for four years. I have spent the last thirteen years working in law enforcement. Last November I started substitute teaching and decided in December to resign from my law enforcement job and concentrate on teaching. My fourteen year-old stepson has a disability and I had the opportunity to teach his class. I saw other kids who had more severe disabilities than my stepson.

On the weekend of June 2, 2006, I attended The Family Café, In Orlando Florida. While I was there, there was a seminar on fathers getting involved, Dadvocates. At the time I did not understand what it meant. But after attending the seminar and listening to Rich LaBelle and hearing his testimony of his son I started thinking how come I am not more involved in my son’s life, other than being a dad, playing ball and going to the movies and other things.

Well I have been living just like Rich was saying, my wife handles everything, and I don’t know why I don’t get involved. The answer to that question is he is not just her son, he is my son too and I need to be there for him. Not just at home, but in every aspect. I want him to be able to get the things he is to have and be there to encourage him to do the things he wants to do in his life. I want him to know I care about him and that it is not just that I get to call him son. I want him to grow up knowing that he can count on me for anything that he needs at anytime.

I want him to know that I cared enough to learn what had to be done to help him. As fathers, if we don’t get involved, what will our children grow up thinking about us. He looks up to me and I want him to be able to say proudly that is my dad and know that I was more than just a dad, I was his best friend too. I don’t want to be just dad; I want to be a Dadvocate as well. My email is martinthal@cox.net.

Matt & Justin Singer

When mom is in denial and the schools won’t help

I have spent the last 5-6 years fighting a battle myself of behalf of my son Justin. His mother and I are divorced.  It was obvious by the time he was in 5th grade he was different.  Justin is now a sophomore in High School and is finally getting some of the help he needs. 

In early elementary school, Justin was initially diagnosed with ADHD.  Although he wasn’t disruptive, he had trouble focusing.  He was prescribed a drug called Focolin.  As he got older, it became more and more apparent that Justin had difficulty relating to his peers.  He had significant difficulties understanding non-verbal cues and often took things very literally.  He became very isolated.  The school tested him again but we didn’t get much support.

In the late Spring of 8th grade, Justin started having anxiety attacks and didn’t know what it was.  After I explained it to him he felt better knowing I knew what he was going through.  He began to call me all of the time when he was at his mother’s house.  Also at this time his mother and her family were saying things like he was crazy and his father was putting ideas in his head.  Justin decided to try to run away but he was found walking to house.  He began to despise his mother.  Unfortunately I had 3 attorneys tell me I couldn’t get full custody or even more custody than I had. Justin was now prescribed Lexapro.

The School tested him again but it was incomplete and although signs pointed to his having ASD level 1 or Aspergers Syndrome and processing disabilities, they said his grades were too high to help him.  They turned down the request for a 504 plan.  The work, due to his slow processing, created greater anxiety for him.  Finally, Justin’s counselor recommended he get tested from the Dan Marino Center for Autism.  The cost of this testing was substantial and his mother wouldn’t give anything toward the test and called it “stupid”.  I had to borrow money from my family but he was finally correctly diagnosed with ASD level 1.  We applied to overturn the schools decision and finally got him on a 504 plan to start 10th grade.

The Collier County schools didn’t want to deal with his entire issue which included his social awkwardness as well as his inability to finish many assignments and only cared that he managed to put up decent grades.  His mother fought me every step of the way, from testing to prescriptions to counseling.  She thought yelling at him and tough love was the way to “straighten” him out.  She never understood that he processes things differently and much more slowly so she would scold him, ask him “What’s wrong with you” and even mock him.

I love Justin more than anything in the world and will help and protect him from anyone or anything.  What made this so difficult was that legally his mother had rights and the courts don’t like to interfere with parenting plans once they are established.  I fought and fought and persevered.  Now hopefully I can get the help and funding needed to get him into and through college with special programs.  Justin loves technology and programming and that will likely be the field he will look to get into.  He is a sweet, fantastic kid with a great sense of humor.  I wish everybody could see that. 

Naples, Collier, Florida – Email: matt@321getfitt.com

Michael & Kiera Sanderfer

My wife and I requested that Kiera be referred to “Early Intervention Services” in Reno, Nevada prior to the age of 2.  She was not meeting milestones, she did not walk until 2.2 years of age, preferring to roll.  She began receiving services at home then in a general education classroom.

Presently, Kiera is in the 5th grade, inclusion 15-20 percent of the day receiving speech, O.T., P.T. and therapeutic recreation at school, plus speech and O.T. with rehabilitation in the home.  She is developing independence due to positive outcomes from the services she receives at school and in our home. 

Because of IDEA, Kiera receive services that are necessary to enhance her daily life.  She is learning to become more confident in the general education setting as well as in public settings.  She has learned a great many skills that will continue to strengthen because of supports put in place due to IDEA.

IDEA funding gives our Kiera the chance to be more than just a number –  within Social Security. She is learning skills that many take for granted.  She has learned Sign Language and utilizes PECS (Physical, Emotional, Cognitive, Social) when communicating.

She participated in the Special Olympics 25M race today, coming in first! I thought I would have to teach my daughter about the world. It turns out that I have to teach the world about my daughter.

“The principle goal of education in the schools should be creating men and women who are capable of doing new things, not simply repeating what other generations have done; men and women who are creative, inventive and discoverers, who can be critical and verify, and not accept, everything they are offered.”   Jean Piaget

Michael Sanderfer – 03.31.12 – mksanderfer@yahoo.comWebsite http://www.starlight.org/florida/

Enjoy our pictures from the St. Patrick’s Day Event on March 17, 2012.

He wears glasses, hearing aids, has very fragile skin, a heart murmur, and has been skinny since day one.  All three of my sons have taught me a great deal about life, how difficult it is to provide for their every need, and how critical it is early on, to have support in the community.

When our youngest son Eric was born a month early, on Thanksgiving morning, into our family, our world changed.  With no indications of any problems, he was a shock to everyone including our family pediatrician.  The doctors at the hospital were not sure of anything other than “something is wrong.”  At birth, after the C-section, the nurse who carried him off said he looked “unusual,” but had all his toes and fingers.

They kept him in the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) for the next two weeks, which included surgery to his eye to remove a cyst.  We rotated our schedules and lived there for two weeks as well.  At the end of the two-weeks they said, “There’s nothing more we can do for you.  Take him home.” The doctors did not expect a long life span and said “Your son might be severely disabled and there is a high likelihood of severe mental retardation.”

So we brought Eric home at 3lbs. 6 ounces, and called the Early Intervention Program.  They filled a badly needed role by providing direction and support.  Specialists assessed his strengths and weaknesses, and mapped his progress.  They showed us how to work with him.  It wasn’t always easy.  There were many specialists involved, and many appointments to keep.  There were times when little or no progress was made, and times when new problems were discovered.  We were encouraged by caring service providers and other parents who had similar experiences to keep trying, and not give up.

We became involved in a parent-to-parent program that directed us to other resources for information and support.  That has been one of the greatest blessings in our life, networking with other parents.  I have seen how crucial supports and services are to many families and how they have come about as a result of good advocacy and education.  If the need for resources and support is filled then it will continue to produce positive community, individual and family outcomes.

Almost a year after he was born we were able to get a diagnosis.  Eric was born with DeBarsy Syndrome, a very rare genetic disorder.  There were only 15 known cases in the world and little information.  Basically, he has multiple disabilities, some quite severe, and will most likely need ongoing supports and supervision for the rest of his life — “endless love” so to speak.

Though we were busy with appointments, doctors, therapists, several operations, filling out paperwork and paying bills, we learned how important it is for parents to be an active partner in programs that affect our families or children.  With every gain we saw a brighter future — maybe not perfect, but not so imperfect as we first believed.

He’s never taken beautiful pictures, but everyone who knows him thinks he’s a great kid.  He’s happy, healthy (most of the time), and wants to do things for himself.  His biggest challenge has been communication (he’s nonverbal and hearing impaired); then next is probably the use of his hands (he’s creative in doing things but the limits of those fingers are evidenced everyday – can’t tie his own shoes, for example.)  After that, his vision is the next challenge – he has no depth perception and is extremely nearsighted, legally blind.  Amazingly, he can see little details that we overlook.

Eric is constantly surprising everyone with his tenacity and desire to learn.  Eric loves school, church, music (Shania Twain), video games (Nintendo Game cube-James Bond), movies (action- Air Force One, Top Gun, Jurassic Park), Home Improvement and  Jeopardy, camping, and going places (while listening to books on tape!).  He uses the computer to do basic school work, and uses special equipment to fix some of his meals.  He listens carefully to conversations and giggles and laughs at jokes.  He understands much more than he can express. 

We see that he does try to figure it all out, that he actually has gained skills and knowledge.

Have I ever contemplated “the rest of Eric’s life?”  No, not in the beginning.  Too many things to worry about and cope with.  It just seemed to be overwhelming at times.  What it takes to take care of a kid with special needs!   I had a full-time job to escape to.  My wife carried out most of these new and sometimes difficult duties of raising a child with special health care needs. 

After he turned three the school district felt it would be in his best interest to transition to a “special” school where he would get extra attention, structured one-on-one quality help, and safe.  My wife said, “No.”  And that sort of caught them off guard.  They allowed us to put our son into a regular education kindergarten room with the assistance of an aide.  He has never been able to stay with his classmates academically, but he’s doing great in his own way.  He loves school and most of the kids there, they love him.

As I made more time available for my family, I gradually became more understanding of and involved in the many unique aspects of raising a child with special health care needs.  Our responsibility and commitment to Eric has grown.  We are continually seeking out new ways to have Eric involved in the community. 

My wife delved into it full force, and with patience taught me the value of “looking forward” and to have a vision of what I would like to see for my son.  Maybe surprisingly, his future does not look as grim to me as it did in the beginning.

Eric is 21 years old now and still a senior at his neighborhood high school and though he needs an aide to get things done, he loves it.  Yes, our world has changed, and as a father I often find it difficult to express my feelings.  But there is one little boy in my life where I can feel my emotions constantly being pulled out. 

That is with my youngest son.  He is doing far more than anyone expected, and has helped show me how to do more for others than I had ever dreamed of. My email is ddinnell@adsd.nv.gov.

~  Dan Dinnell 2011

Mr. Dinnell's Family

A Father’s Reflection

 I am the proud father of 3 boys, the oldest diagnosed with mild ADD, one who suffered from “middle child syndrome”, and our youngest diagnosed with a very rare genetic disorder and needing lots of intervention… surgeries on his eyes, ears, hips, ankles, testicles.  PT, OT, speech, vision, orientation & mobility, & assistive technology.  

God made me Terry’s father

Terry is 4-years old and was diagnosed in the Autism Spectrum in July 05. He is non-verbal and currently works at Building Blocks in Naples with Speech, Physical, Occupational and ABA Therapies. We are fortunate to have Terry and he is an easy going, happy young boy. He works hard with his PECS and has begun to develop his own manner & method to communicate his needs. My wife works tirelessly with him and affords me the time to explain his development, therapists directions and habits we, as parents, must break sometimes in his best interest. His older brother & younger sister have adapted well to Terry and they love one another’s company & friendship. We try to find the bright side of things with Terry and believe we have been blessed to have him in our lives. He keeps us humble, focused and remembering that we must work as hard as parents as Terry does to overcome his autism. He does it with poise and teaches us as much as we teach him. God made me Terry’s father, but Terry has taught me to be his Dad.

Hi Wilbur,

I have to tell you, the Hoyt’s changed my life in January of this year. With the stresses of work, schedules, debt, doctors and insurance companies, I let myself fall into such terrible physical shape. My blood pressure and cholesterol were through the roof. I always think about you telling me that your goal with your son was that you were committed that he “wouldn’t be on my couch when he’s 30” and you made that happen. I think about that all the time and am committed to giving Terry those same opportunities.

Last year, my wife wanted to start running to deal with the her stress and in January, she completed the Disney Marathon. When I got home from watching her race, I decided it was time to change. In the first week of turning things around, my Dad sent me this same video about the Hoyt’s. This was the final piece of the puzzle for me. In January, I was 280-Today, I weighed in at 209. I completed my first sprint-distance triathlon in March and have completed five more since then. I will never be another “Dick Hoyt” Nobody will. But, I’m determined to be the Best Dad to Terry I can be. We run road races together and he loves it. Terry is my Hero!!! The picture above is from the Naples-Pippin’s 5K on July 4, 07.

Thanks for sharing this video with others Wil. You are the Best!!!

Hi Wilbur,

Long before I ever heard of autism or had Terry bless our lives, I was a 20 year old college student in Ohio.  The year was 1989. I was playing football and took a class in Inspiration & Motivation.  My professor was a coach and he assigned us the responsibility of reading a book by Notre Dame Coach Lou Holtz. 

In the book, the coach talked about shortly after being fired from a job, homeless, his wife due to deliver a child any day, he wrote down nearly 100 goals in his life he wanted to accomplish and still used that list as direction in his life.  I was so intrigued by that, I sat down and wrote out 75 goals I wanted to accomplish in my life. 

Many of those goals, I have achieved (examples: earning a master’s degree, getting married and #1: Becoming a Father).  I had recently watched a replay of the 1981 Ironman World Championships in Hawaii and saw Julie Moss crawl across the finish line.  I listed racing in Hawaii and completing the Ironman as my #6 goal. 

As 20 years went by, marriage, parenthood, jobs, responsibilities and getting VERY out of shape consumed my life.  Terry was now in our lives and I was working to get into some type of manageable shape to ensure I would be around for him.  I never lost sight of the Ironman, but as I worked to get into better shape and started running shorter races, the Ironman began to enter my mind more often.

Getting in this race requires qualifying or winning a lottery slot.  These slots are highly sought after.  Usually about 7,000 buy tickets for 150 slots across the United States.  In 2008, I bought a lottery ticket to try to get into the Ironman World Championships in Kailua-Kona, Hawaii.  The race I had watched 20 years prior and dreamed of someday completing.  I was glued to the TV the day the selections were announced, but I was not chosen.

My wife bought my ticket in 2009 and to be honest, Easter Sunday fell on the day the lottery winners were announced and I forgot to watch.  With a house full of family and friends, my triathlon coach called me to say he saw my name on the list.  I immediately went to the website and reviewed the list.  I made it!  I was going to Kona. 

When I reviewed the application, I read what my wife had written about why I wanted to go to Hawaii.  She talked about my focus.  It wasn’t on my list of goals, it was to bring awareness to autism.  It was to race for my son.

I trained like never before in my life.  Twice a day, sometimes three times a day.  Getting up at 4:00 am and riding my bike for 80 or 100 miles.  It was spending my weekends running and swimming.  It was 6 months of missing birthdays, family dinners, football games and not getting to tuck my kids in bed at night. 

It was telling myself no matter how much I would suffer in training or on race day, it is only a shadow of my son’s struggles to live without speech in a world build around on communication.

October 10, 2010, you don’t have forever to finish an Ironman. You have time cutoffs for each leg of the race. You miss one and your day is over.  I had to make it.

I am treading water, waiting for the cannon to fire and the race of my life to begin.  BOOM!  I can’t believe I’m doing this.  I’m racing in the Ironman World Championships.  I’m racing for Terry.  A group out of California called Train 4 Autism sponsored my with a race jersey and a wristband.  The wristband had a slot that allowed you to put a picture in it.  I put my favorite picture of Terry and we spent the day together.  It was one of the greatest days of my life.

After 2.4 miles of swimming in the Pacific Ocean, 112 miles of cycling through the wind and heat of the Kona lava fields and 26.2 miles of running, I crossed the finish line.  I wasn’t the recipient of the finisher’s medal that day. 

I was a representative of those touched by autism and I represented my son’s absolute unwillingness to ever quit.  I wasn’t athlete #917, I was Terry’s Dad and I’ve never been more proud.  God Bless and Never Give Up! Dan McDonald – 03.14.10

Terry’s Story Part 4

Terry and I are still loving life and laughing everyday. Stay strong & remember there is always someone out there struggling through greater challenges than you! No matter how bad it gets, you will be stronger when you make it through the tough times.

October 2015 – Email: cinci41@aol.com

Those authentic stories really depict the lives of people with disabilities or with special needs. They are heroes as they always stand firm with an optimistic attitude to cope with so many responsibilities and challenges compared to families whose kids do not have any type of disability. Right! Each government in each country should provide extra financial support for anybody dealing with any type of disability or special need within their lovely family.

As your experience is valuable to the disability world, send an image and a story to wilbur@sfptic.org to share them with our community if that is okay to you. Make your voice be heard to help other families. 

Dan & Terry McDonald