September 24th I am going to ride 28 Miles for Miles and raise money for the Goldenwest ALS foundation. Then I might raise a pint or 2 with old college buddies. Importantly, money from the ride will go to: 1. Research into treatment for this awful disease and 2. Families dealing with ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).
Miles and I met nearly 38 years ago when we both showed up as freshman at UCSB. Miles, Roger Beck, and the Big A lived across the hall from me on the fifth floor of Francisco Torres dormitory and within weeks of moving in, we were all good friends. We went through a lot of experiences together and when I reflect on them I think, thank god there were no social media nor websites to record any of it. While Miles didn't excel at basketball, football, or soccer, he was still a great athlete. I remember watching Miles rhythmically glide down a triple black diamond run up at Lake Tahoe on free heel skis. He would transfer his weight from one leg to the other, bend down over one ski to turn, and then deftly transfer his weight back to his other foot. Today, that doesn't really happen for Miles. ALS has robbed him of coordination and balance. Miles' wife, Dubie reports that he is having more and more trouble speaking and moving about the house. He continues to work in his shop and loves seeing friends and family members.