To Friends who know my dad, to our community, and to anyone willing to listen,

   My name is Emmalee, and I’m writing this with a heavy heart because I don’t know what else to do. If you know my dad, Craig, he will never ask for help. Even after beating brain cancer, and now living with advanced Parkinson’s.

     He still gets up every day and goes to work often pulling long shifts. But every day, I watch Parkinson’s steal a little more of him—the simple things most of us take for granted. Watching someone you love disappear one piece at a time is something I wouldn’t wish on anyone.

      On top of all that, our only vehicle has broken down. Without it, getting him—and me—to work is nearly impossible. That car wasn’t just transportation. It was our ability to keep going. My dad doesn’t need someone to pay his way. He needs a chance to keep working.

       From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading our story, for caring, and for reminding my dad that even in the hardest seasons, none of us has to walk alone.

With love and endless gratitude, Emmalee