That kid that was born with a boot stuck to his back died today. He was 14. A real inspiration to everybody, especially the school photographers.
He never let it get him down, having a solid leather work boot permanently stuck in the center of his back. He stayed positive. Joined all the clubs and teams, even had the start of a promising singing career.
I’ve known people spending all their free time sitting inside rusted out water heaters – by choice! – who didn’t face half the adversity this kid did. This kid got up each day after sleeping on the special bed with the hole cut in it, put on the open-backed smock shirts his mom sewed, filled his mouth with paper towel and DID HIS THING.
And he never complained!
And now…and now, thanks to a prison break involving motorcycle jumps and live animals gone awry, young Chad will never make it to Bangkok for that experimental surgery the insurance company wouldn’t pay for. He’ll never buy or receive another greeting card that plays a vintage TV theme song when opened. And he’ll never, three years after graduation, experience a horrible, painful metamorphosis where the rest of his body transforms into an enormous Nike shoe box.