Not hist’ry, and not news this subjective viewing shows just what we all saw through one heart and soul. A moving transforming life lesson for all, we walked, laughed and worked hard, and learned more to love. Thank you.	Early walkers purposefully stride through the first lunch stop.
Twenty miles hard walking behind us at last wet, cold and bone weary now where are our things? Found bags seem far heavier than when packed at home, and the things which we packed aren't the things which we need. Love permeates all.	A few of the hundreds of walkers wearily search for their belongings at the first overnight stop.
Arrivals span hours that first overnight. A thunderstorm soaked some and fatigue threatened all. But the Center is refuge and people are warm; within minutes we know that the Walk will be fine.
Camped out on a gym floor, new friends all around reading and laughing and praying and resting, our common cause joins us like familial ties, as, waiting for “lights out” we dread the next day… with joy.	A few of the walkers prepare for the night. Others camped in tents, in the cold and the rain.
Maureen spoke and inspired us to laughter and tears. Then Greg and Amanda enthralled us with cheers. These people around us and those whom we walk for remove any thoughts of our aches and our pains. Cheers!	Amanda and Greg lead truly inspiring cheers.
Half-way through Day Two, our mission much done, we walk for our fellows, still care for ourselves. The window reflects  a weak mirror image, but freshened we’ll stride out through more wind and rain. Our spirits prevail.	A rare chance to repair.
A knight in black leather, imposing and stern, he beams his bright smile on all whom he meets. The escorts helped manage the stretching walk line. When walkers were worried to Plymouth they came. Curt.	With another crew member and a walker.
A smile and a kind word for all whom she sees. Her shoulder just broken, and pregnant six months, a beautiful woman, more beautiful soul, MS made her tired, she leapt to help all. Jennifer.	On the shoe truck.
Bending and stooping and twisting and lifting to help tired walkers  to find their own bags. Then running and smiling, extending the bag “to save them a few steps”  on their arduous road. Jennifer!	Bending for bags.
All statures, all ages, walked straight from our hearts. Our goal to raise mind share and cash for a cure. Each foot ‘fore the last one, bone-weary and sore, cold, wet and then hot, our souls sing as we march. Vicki.	At the second day lunch stop.
A banner from people who care what we do – Achievers and staffers all cheering us on. Some signed with a great swash, more signed as they could, the love each one proffered helped keep us on goal. Thank you!	MS Achievement Center / Society staff banner.
We each hold a candle we lit from a source, a walker beside us – a soul with MS. We speak and we listen about why we’re here with new lights in our faces new strength in our hearts… … then thunder and lightning and more heavy rain.	Twilight candlelight ceremony, before predicted rains came.
When early on Day 3 the sun warmly breaks through;  adds life and new color to a world which was gray. Our spirits thus lifted, our loads feel much lighter as onward we soldier to a Finish we feel. Let there be Light!	"Fiat Lux" ("Let there be Light")... finally, on the  third day, sunlight!
No pictures from Plymouth, he’d gone there to shoot. But walkers were worried, he just cruised the street. Not looking for trouble, but willing to end it, by whisking scared walkers  away in his van. No need. Thank God.
O’er filling the bike lane and spilled in to the street the walkers inspire stunned awe and respect. Red shirts on the leaders for those with M.S., dark shirts on the others; all accomplished their goals. Euphoria!	Approaching downtown, walkers appear around  the curve.
Camaraderie!	Determination...
Downtown, approaching the goal...	Up the ramp to the Dome.
The “Challenge completed” we met at the Dome to love one another and cheer our quest done. Through tears, cheers, embraces, we heard leaders speak of great goals accomplished, and well-earned awards. Salut!	Congratulations, awards, satisfaction...
After we finished we lingered and relished a moment to ponder just what we had done. Our pledges will help fund the search for a cure; alone and as fam’ly each and every one grew. Thank God.	Photographing finishers.
Congratulating...	Relief, for a major project well-completed.

An incredible adventure!

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