I don't typically whisper the secrets of a stranger's name, but today is a different day- one in which I have found someone worth mentioning in my diary. His name is Christopher Shawn Redfox II. Don't worry, this is not a love note, but rather one of mere adoration. He is a marathon runner. Two years ago his brother, Jerel, passed away. He was merely 22, Chris was 20. They had grown up together and the loss was obviously taken very hard. But, inspiringly, Chris did something that most villagers do not do. He didn't drink away the pain, or smoke away the hurt. He started running... marathons. And he did so in the name of his beloved late brother. He worked terribly hard and has made the promise to run a marathon in each of the 50 United States in dedication to his brother. And I've witnessed as hundreds of village children (who feel trapped in iscolated poverty- so distanced from America) became inspired by him. He's proving to them that they can do anything they set their mind to with a bit of hard work. And I honestly admire him deeply for such a thing. So I am sharing his site, where you can donate to his cause if you see fit: http://redfoxmarathons.tripod.com
