My Grandpa always wore a hat.
He was a farmer by trade but he kept his family fed hunting the woods and fishing the waters that surround our family farm. No matter what the activity, those hats offered relief from the intense sun that blesses our coastal North Carolina town. Our 12 year old son, Zack, died of liver cancer 6 years ago. He didn’t love a hat as much as my grandpa but he did love to hunt and fish and knew a hat was a necessary part of that uniform.
With a Childhood cancer diagnosis, our lives were forever changed. Blonde locks scattered across a pillowcase could not be ignored and hats became a part of a new everyday uniform. Generous people from all over the country sent hats to Zack. Some of the hats were autographed, some were goofy, some were sports themed but they all made a Cancer-filled little boy smile.
Hats made life a little more normal for a little boy who would never know normal again.
How a hat makes you feel is what a hat is all about. – Phillip Treachy
One of Zack’s best friends, Sam Schmidt, is a freshman at NC State. Before he graduated high school last year, he hosted a hugely successful hat drive in honor of Zack. Those hats were donated to UNC hospitals to be given to sick kiddos desperate to feel just a little bit normal.
Sam is hosting another hat drive right now and YOU can help spread JOY this Christmas season. Please consider making a donation of ANY amount by following this link. https://www.gofundme.com/zack-attack-hats
Help Sam make a difference this Christmas.
Be blessed and be a blessing!