When I was a child we looked forward to our birthdays with
joy and trepidation. Yes, we would
get a few presents, a birthday cake and for a few very fortunate children there
would be a birthday party to attend. But we would dread school on our
birthdays. Back then there were
birthday spankings. Ah, the acute
embarrassment of going to the front of the classroom and bending over a desk to
receive a spanking for each year of our lives. These spanks weren’t too painful, but then there was the “one
to grow on.” That final spank packed quite a wallop and many a child would
return to their seats rubbing their behind.
When Alex Fair asked me to paint him a new jacket for him to
wear in the Walking Gallery, I painted him with a birthday cake and candles. I named it "The candles that never go out." I painted his happy face in darkness lit by flames and wrote Medstartr Ventures upon that cake for his work to help raise funds to
improve healthcare.
I have known Alex for almost seven years. I know he still fights to improve
healthcare when so many have dropped away from our cause. I know he celebrates each year that his
work struggles on as our changing economy and riotous political structure
provides a type of encouragement that closely resembles that final birthday
smack.
Alex’s first jacket is falling apart. He wore it often in the last 6 years.
He joined in the beginning, when I did not know you should not paint on
corduroy. I am glad he will
wear this new one. As I said on
twitter the other day, “An army of change needs uniforms.”
I want you to think about that.
Why do armies need uniforms? Most importantly it shows which side you on in wartime. Joining The Walking Gallery shows that
you are very much on the side of patients and overall improvement within
healthcare. Uniforms also make it
really hard to set down your mantle of beliefs. When we publicly wear our stories upon our backs it can be
as heavy as a rucksack, yet not as easily set aside.
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