Sun columnist finally pushed over the edge!
Why would anyone in their 94th year, without consulting a psychiatrist, agree to descend from the top of Toronto’s City Hall on a rope? My wife thought I had gone mad. Surreptitiously, I momentarily agreed with her! So what was it like descending (rappelling) from the top of a 30 story (900 meters) high building? And why did I do it?
My son, Brett Walker (GM of Collette Travel Canada) is one of many volunteer WISH Grantors for Make-A-Wish Canada. It grants wishes to children who have life- threatening illnesses. Since 1983 it has fulfilled all kinds of requests for 6,800 children. And each year 600 more are granted the wish of their dreams. Brett has been involved for several years and has always told me that he has derived great satisfaction from helping out the kids.
I discovered that my son was rappelling not only for a great cause but also for his current wish child, Kyle in this Rope for Hope initiative. My son is currently working with Kyle to make sure his personal wish comes true. It occurred to me that I might join Brett in this worthy cause. My wife was not amused, alarmed really – and in retrospect, perhaps I was a bit crazy, too.
What wishes do these children seek? You may have guessed that many young children want to go to Disneyland and meet Mickey Mouse. Some ask for the experience of meeting a fire-fighter. Others who hope to become a ballerina want to meet one.
One wish child experienced an epileptic seizure. Unfortunately, his diagnosis was a life-threatening brain tumour. Until then, he had dreamed of being a naval pilot. However, this dream being impossible, he was granted the experience of landing on an aircraft carrier.
This boy’s dream caught my attention. As a boy I had never dreamed of landing fighter planes on an aircraft carrier. But years ago, the U.S. navy flew me as a medical journalist onto the deck of the nuclear aircraft carrier U.S.S. Nimitz during its maneuvers in the Atlantic. I was sent to report on its medical facilities.
I’m sure this young boy’s heart rate increased, as did mine, prior to landing. He would have had the experience of sitting in the Admiral’s chair overlooking the activities of the flight deck, see the surrounding escort destroyers and cruisers and how, by using a flight simulator, he could land one of the fighter planes. He would have witnessed the drama of seeing night patrols taking off and landing on the carrier.
So this boy was on my mind on June 9th as I approached City Hall. I could see people already descending the building by rope and my first thought was “Holy Cow! I’m going to be up there soon!” which left me with a combination of excitement and considerable apprehension.
Once on the roof of City Hall, I was struck by the incredible view of Toronto, possibly too good a view as I considered the height! Then the highly trained staff from Over The Edge (the company that orchestrates safely getting people over the edges and down to safety) began fitting my son and me with harnesses. Instructions followed. What to do with hands and feet on the way down, and just as important, what not to do.
I’ve never listened to instructions more carefully. I hoped the staff monitoring my descent was not tired. I also hoped no critics of my column were present who would love to cut the rope.
Finally with much preparation I climbed cautiously over the top of Toronto’s City Hall. Then, with my son beside me, we descended slowly down the wall for the next 20 minutes.
Now that I’ve landed safely on terra firma I can hardly believe it’s happened. My hope is that this column will make more people aware of the good deeds of Make- a-Wish Canada. Consider the experiences many of us have had over a lifetime. These children with life-threatening disease are asking for just one single wish. How could any refuse?
So in the end my decision, crazy as it may have been to drop down the side of a tall building in my 94th year, ended well. And as the oldest one to do it, it resulted in a spectacular and gratifying day.
Brett and I have never never received a better medal placed around my neck. The medallion reads “I DID IT, ROPE FOR HOPE”.
My son and I are very close – we have travelled together extensively – but this has been one event that has brought us even closer together.
ED’S NOTE: We agree with your wife, Dr. Jones, but so proud that you rappelled down City Hall to help make wishes come true for children.
EDITOR’S NOTE: The column does not constitute medical advice and is not meant to diagnose, treat, prevent or cure disease. Please contact your doctor. The information provided is for informational purposes only and are the views solely of the author. See Docgiff.com. For comments; [email protected]