Yesterday was just a normal Saturday filled with skiing for Team Summit until I got in the car and my mom said that we weren't going home. When we arrived to this surprise I curiously asked "Where are we?" My mom told me that we were at the Silverthorne Police Station. I had no idea why we would be at the police station.
When we went inside we met Theresa, the detective, who showed us around the police station. That was pretty cool, but what happened next was even cooler. Theresa told us to go outside and count the lights on the tree. Little did I know she was just blowing time until the big surprise arrived. A couple of minutes later I heard sirens. I turned around and saw a police car and fire truck pulling in. I still had no clue what was going on!
Then I saw some familiar faces....Sargent Misty Higby and Santa Claus! Santa got out with one sack filled with toys for kids that I will eventually send packages to and another filled with presents for my brother and I. Misty got out of the cop car with a box filled with journals. The gifts just kept coming. The fire fighters brought more boxes filled with journals and memory boxes. I was speechless. What in the world did I do to deserve this? They told me that they wanted to help because they appreciate how I am helping other kids with their loss. And, it's a good thing that I have all of these donations because I just checked my email and I have twenty-three emails since Thursday! I'm going to be busy!
The best thing of all is that they are dedicating a ten hour shift in honor of my dad to patrol the roads so that what happened to my dad won't happen to others.
Thank you to the Silverthorne police station and fire department for these wonderful donations. Special thanks to Misty Higby for letting me hang out in the cop car. Thanks to Lt. Bell for letting me handcuff him. And finally, thanks for letting my brother Q-Man turn on the sirens in the fire truck. We had a total blast and I can't wait to put all these donations to good use.