Good day to all fellow PVA members, Associate members, family and friends.
Whew, that about covers it.
Hi, my name is Ruth Kult.
I am one of the board of directors for our local Gateway Paralyzed Veterans of America. Not everyone knows me, but you voted me in and I do thank you.
I was racking my brain trying to figure out what I could write about. Things come to to mind easier when “Under Pressure”, which is the title one of my favorite Queen songs.
We’ve all just recently experienced the 80th anniversary of D-day. A war in which my own Father participated in. He was in the Pacific theater though, in the Navy as a “Frogman.” Unfortunately, his appendix burst so his Frogman skills weren't used much. I hope we all never forget their sacrifice.
So now, on to my favorite subject, Fishing!
We went to Kentucky Lake for the bass fishing tournament and every Gateway PVA person that went came home with something.
I can’t recall who caught what or how many, but I do remember that on the second day they had teams. There was an odd number of people that participated. So, one of the teams had one short. That was my team. One member of my team caught a beau coup amount of fish both big and small. The second team member caught a few big, huge catfish which made our team sure winners.
For the past couple of years I was the lucky one and carried the team. But not this time.
So, I was pretty much the third (or fifth)
wheel on this team of three. But, I caught my first baby bass and a few more little bitties to contribute. I had a wonderful time and cannot complain as we still won over two hundred fifty dollars.
Not too shabby for being allowed to ride on someone else's fish tale.
Now, on to what I do best, talk. My speech is rough though, but sometimes it’s not bad. The Nurse at JIB. (Jefferson Barracks Medical Center) named, Ruth Ann, told me so!
Lets do this thing!
Well, it was just another ordinary Wednesday at JB, we were getting strapped down into our seats in the PVA Van by our van driver John Vassel.
He is a wonderful man, and always helpful!
Anyway, while this was happening my friend Andre, a member and rider, said “that lady out there is trying to get your attention.”
She had seen the phone number on the side of the van and wanted to ask him about it. She knew of someone who needed a ride. I believe she said his name, and John asked if this person was a PVA member? He was! Can you guess who? I’ll give you a clue!
DRUM ROLL please.
COUNTRY MUSIC always blares from his chair.
His name is Will! I don’t know his last name
I first had the pleasure of meeting him when they were showing him around the J.B. campus and I happened to be in Arts n crafts that day. It was a surprising coincidence that he would also be riding the PVA van with us. I hope all members know that the PVA van service is available.
There is never a good time to be hurt, but now that we have somewhat decent weather, try and maneuver your chair around, and call the van service. Then you can be introduced to the many different types of recreation activities available at Jefferson barracks. If you want to try. Matt or Charlie usually have the answers in Recreational Therapy
I’m pretty much dedicating this article to the new injuries. I realize I went all over the place, but there are many things to do. Just because you’re in a wheelchair doesn’t exclude you from living a great life. Hey, I admit it. It’s a total pain in the butt.
If you can drive, get handicapped parking, and come out and join us. Don’t wait almost 10 years after my accident, like I did
Take it easy! And Happy Father’s Day!
