Jagger Day

Last Friday, my daughter, Kinsey, and I headed out to Sacramento to support a benefit which was thrown for her baby brother, Jagger.

 Jagger was born with a very serious cardiopulmonary condition and has spent much of his infancy in the Children's Hospital.

It has been a tremendous hardship for his parents, Todd and Lisa, and his big brother, Ty.  I was thrilled when Lisa wrote to tell me that some friends of theirs were throwing a benefit to raise money for Jagger's medical expenses.  There was no question that Kinsey and I would be going.

It was hosted by a small deli/bar right next to Todd's family's dental lab.   When we arrived, the place was alive.

A fantastic band was playing.

A huge spread of donated auction items was laid out.


People everywhere.  I was amazed at the support.  I don't even think I know that many people, let alone would I expect them all to show up.  The event was so moving that Kinsey decided that November 13th was hence forth to be Jagger Day.

When I was a child, I remember being taught that angels waited outside worldly places like movie theaters, bowling alleys, dance clubs and bars.

That if we ventured inside such places, we'd be leaving our angelic protection behind to flirt with the devil.

Don't laugh.

I KNOW many of you are having flashbacks of lectures on worldly wiles followed by a good sing along of, maybe, "This Little Light of Mine".  Maybe?

Anyway, I've come to the conclusion that anyone who says the angels wait outside those doors, has obviously never walked through them...




I saw my share of angels that night.