Half an hour after I returned from my Las Vegas trip, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Martin, the father of the family living above me, standing solemn and defeated alongside his sister.
“I just wanted to tell you that my wife died unexpectedly on Saturday,” he said.
One of you had already written and told me of her passing, but hearing it from Martin was like hearing it for the first time. His eyes told a story that words cannot. My heart sunk for this man, and I invited them to come inside.
We talked for some time about it all. During their entire visit, all I could think was, that money should not have been used to bury your wife. But tragically, that’s what it has turned into.
Your gift. Our gift. It was a gift intended to give this family a win. Not to give them a way to pay the funeral home.
And so, I asked him if it was okay with him if I asked all of you to open up your hearts and wallets once more. Will you help donate a couple bucks? Five bucks? A hundred bucks?
This family has become our family. A tragedy for the Dick family is a tragedy for all of us.
If you are willing and able, here is the PayPal form. There are tens of thousands of people who will read this. If only a few thousand of us pay a couple bucks each, we can give this family the amount for the funeral home so that they can keep our original gift as we all had intended.
All of these funds will go directly to Camilia’s PayPal account (she is the daughter). They won’t pass through me at all. This will make things much easier and quicker for everyone.
And please. Share this on your social networks. Ask those you know to help us take care of this family. Let’s take care of our neighbors.
We are all neighbors, after all. And that’s what neighbors do. They take care of each other.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
PS. If you missed the original post about this family and are wondering what this is all about, you can read it here: The Dog Bite & the Family Above Me