I haven't been to the races in a long time. Last time I went was in 2011 with the kids and Tin Man. It was for a fundraising event where local PD came out to race each other. It was a ton of fun, and knowing most of the cops in the area, it was fun watching them battle each other.
Friday morning I found out that they were having another local PD race to help raise money for a local teen who was waiting for a heart transplant. Warrior and I decided to go. Sugar Pea chose Girl Scouts instead.
It was a good night until just before the PD race started. They announced that the kid got his heart transplant that day and had actually just got out of surgery. This brought back so many memories and emotions. I was an emotional wreck the rest of the night. So happy for this family, but thinking about the donor family, and thinking about Tin Man and his donor family.
A good friend of mine's husband won the race, which helped cheer me up a little.
The start of the race. Right after they got to their starting positions is when they announced the kid got his heart.
My phone sucks at motion pictures
We left just after the cop race. I had to go pick up Sugar Pea, and didn't want to fight the traffic getting out. One the way out to the car Warrior decided he was going to fly. 2 hot chocolates and a pack of sour punches. The thanks to a few friends, he had had way to much sugar.