Sometimes, It’s Better To Come In Second

I had the honor of being invited by my sister to attend the Colorado’s Finest celebration dinner last Thursday night featuring “young professionals between the ages of 25-45 who are successful in their chosen career,” who had spent months raising money for Cystic Fibrosis (CF), to find a cure. The Honorees, as they are called (my sister being one), are chosen by others to raise at least $2500 for the event while spreading the word about CF. There were 23 Honorees Thursday night, and as it turns out… the event becomes quite competitive.

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Me, Mom and Ashley

And, Compete.  They.  Did.

History was made Thursday night. Never before have ANY of the honorees raised more than $17,000 and by that night FIVE of them had raised more than $17,000! Even more incredibly, my sister had raised $31,530! Passionate about curing Cystic Fibrosis because of close friends who have it, she set her own personal goal to raise $20,000 and blew it right out of the water.  As of Wednesday night, she thought she had won.

Enter, Tyson.
I met Tyson Thursday night and, after having just learned that he beat my sister by raising $670 more than she, I responded to his firm handshake by briefly attempting to break it with my outlandish goat milker grip.  (I, too, am just a hair competitive.)
But when he took the stage to accept his winning award, he gave her all the credit!  Sometime during the day on Thursday, his friend called and said, “Let’s win this thing!  Let’s go in halfsies.”  So, they did.  At around 4:59pm (donations were accepted until 5pm), Tyson donated $6,000 and his friend donated $6,000 to bring their total from $20,000 earlier that day up to $32,000 that night!  He actually said if it weren’t for my sister raising so much, he wouldn’t have been pushed to beat her.
Incredible.
The event spread the word about Cystic Fibrosis, bringing more young professionals into the movement to help find a cure. My sister exceled at sharing her passion for curing Cystic Fibrosis and masterfully raised more than anyone in the history of the event.  And, thanks to Tyson and his donors for responding to the call to competition, they raised even more. She pushed him. She came in second because she pushed him to come in first.  And, there, at 4:59 pm, was an extra $12,000 toward finding a cure for CF.
Congratulations to all of the Honorees for all of the fundraising and hard work that you did to spread the word about Cystic Fibrosis: How close researchers are to finding a cure but how important it is that we continue to raise money so that everyone with Cystic Fibrosis will be able to live.
Congratulations Ash, I am proud to be your sister.
–  Love, Linds, The Goat Cheese Lady
P.S.  And…Happy Birthday!
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About The Goat Cheese Lady

I am Lindsey. At first I was a city girl. Then I was an urban farmgirl, attempting to balance city and farm life. Now, after moving to the country, I have embarked on life as a rural farmgirl, complete with my husband, the Animal Whisperer, man of exceptional knowledge and patience, two boys who are louder than my sister and I ever were, a herd of milking goats, and a flock of egg-laying chickens. Coyotes, mice, country dogs and prairie dogs are frequent visitors. Just 45 minutes north is Colorado Springs, the setting for our first six years in the goat world. Our family. Our city friends. Our introduction to cheesemaking. But we...and our growing farm and soon-to-be creamery...have set up shop down off of Highway 115 in Penrose, Colorado.
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2 Responses to Sometimes, It’s Better To Come In Second

  1. John Gatto says:

    Great Girls!! You two deserve to be proud.

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