New Local Fundraiser coming up in the Beaver County and Pittsburgh Area to raise money for Hilarity to Charity
November 16, 2018
Hello my name is Tim Buch and I am raising money for Hilarity for Charity for the second year now through my Crowdwise page and at my Annual Ugly Christmas Sweater Party Fundraiser that will be held on Sat Dec 15th 7pm to Close at Roberts Roadside Inn 1020 Sharon Road Beaver PA 15009. Hilarity for Charity (HFC) is a movement led by comedian Seth and Lauren Rogen to inspire change and raise money and awareness for Alzheimer’s disease among the millennial generation and others.
Raising money and awareness for Alzheimer's disease is something that is very important to me and close to my heart. My late and beloved Grandmother Betty Mooney had Alzheimer's disease. She was an amazing women who was loved and respected by all of those who met her. It would be my honor to raise money and awareness for Alzheimer's Disease in loving memory of her. Please consider making a donation on the Crowdrise page to help us reach our goal or please feel free to attend my fundraiser. My Grandmother Betty was such an amazing person. She had this larger than life outgoing personality and was always the life of the party. Having a great time with a big smile on her face every where she went. She loved her family and especially her grandchildren. She would teach us how to behave like good kids and she would also make sure we always had fun. She was also very involved in her community and she was also a very giving person. She was always volunteering and helping other. My Gram and Pap would even bring in and take care of local foster children at their home. One of the most amazing stories about her was from taking care of some of those foster children. My Gram and Pap took in a few young African American Foster kids sometime in the late 60s. She took all the kids to the local pool on a hot summer day back then. A pool employee came up to her shortly after and said that the kids were not allowed to be in the pool. My Grandmother said they weren't leaving and told the employee that these kids had the right to be here and enjoy the cold water on a hot day like any other kid. From hearing this story and all the talks my Gram would give me about how to treat everyone with respect. It helped shape me as a young kid about the proper way we all need to treat each other and care for each other as people no matter our race or the color of our skin. Sometimes we would just sit on the porch and she would scratch my back and she would tell me stories. She had the best stories. One of my favorites was about her growing up and going up street where she would get a Root Beer Float for only a nickel. When my Pap passed away it was very hard on my Grandmother. Even at a young age I have never seen two people more in love then the two of them. She continued living in their Florida Condo for a few years after my Pap passed when our family first started to see that she was having problems with her memory. My family was able to talk to her and have her evaluated by a Doctor where we learned that she had Alzheimer's. My family then made the arrangements to get her the further medical care she needed. We had to sell her beloved condo in Florida that her and my late Pap treasured. They spent a lot of fun times there in their retirement years going to the beach and watching their favorite hometown baseball team The Pittsburgh Pirates at their Spring Training. There are so many pictures of them smiling with all the Pirate players at the games. I just picture her walking to the dugout and saying hello to all the ball players and dropping them off some cookies and hugs and all the guys happy to see Grandma Mooney at the game. She needed help taking care of herself now though. So when I was about 11 years old my Grandmother moved in with us so my Mother could help take care of her and my Aunt would handle all of Grams financial affairs and Doctors appointments. My Uncle Paul even helped by building a brand new private room in our house for her too. At first you could tell she was having some memory problems here and there. Maybe she would forget her purse. And she would ask me can you please find my purse for me at the house. However as the years went by though you could see her memory continue to decline. Sometimes I would be watching TV downstairs in the living room and I would here her come down stairs late in the evening. She would be dressed up in one of her beautiful dresses, with her white purse, and have all her pretty rings, bracelets, and necklace on. She would walk by the hall and say hello to me as she walked by. Saying hey Snooky! She would call me Snooky sometimes. I'm going up street to get some Butter Milk I'll be back soon I love you. She loved Butter Milk it was her favorite drink. One time I tried it when I was a kid and thought it was awful ha and never drank it again. Then my Grandmother would go to the door and open and would see it was the middle of the night. Then she would walk back inside and say oh my it’s dark outside and go back upstairs. She was starting to have trouble realizing what time of the day it was at times. I would help her upstairs and tell her she could go to the store in the morning. Sometimes an hour later she would repeat the process and I would help her upstairs again. She also started to forget more people and places she would go to in the area. When she would go to the grocery store to get her Butter Milk she started to forget to pay at times and would walk out of the store. The local grocery store was so nice about it because they knew her and knew what she was going through. I would try to always keep an eye on her and make sure she was doing okay and I would walk her down to attend Church with her on Sundays. Even as her memory was declining she still had some of that larger than life personality of hers. All of my friends loved her when they would come over. She would always talk to them and be interested in them and their families. Ha my friend Brad would always say man if I'm ever having a bad day I always know I can come by and see Grandma Mooney and she will talk to me and cheer me up. As the years went by her memory started to get worse and worse. My mother would sometimes have to help her with basic daily task of making sure to eat all of her meals, brush her teeth and bathe. Outside of the immediate family. I remember in my late teens we had a big family meeting because she was starting to get severley depressed with her memory loss. I imagine and I think how hard it was for her knowing the realization that something was wrong with her memory. Most of all she missed her husband my Pap and I think not having him there to help her was the hardest part for her. I remember her saying she missed him so much and just wanted to be with him. Shortly after it got to the point where she needed 24 hour care to take care of herself safely. My Aunt was able to find a great Alzheimer’s home for her to stay at and the proper care she needed. I would visit her as much as I could at the facility. She no longer knew who I was when I stopped by which was really hard for me and the rest of my family that would come by to see her. That is one of the hardest things about this disease for the person going through it I think. In the early stages you know something is wrong and it’s hard to accept at first and then when you do it becomes even harder because half of you know what is going on and the other half may not. And then at the end to not know who any of your loved ones are or any of your fondest memories is heartbreaking. For the families it is so hard as well to see you’re loved one go through this and although you would do anything to take care of them. The work is hard and time consuming. It breaks your heart to see them change over the years. I remember one gentleman would come to see his wife every day at the home. He would even bring her flowers once a week. He did this all even when she didn’t know who he was anymore. I did have one kind of special magical moment while visiting my Grandmother one day at the home. Almost like that scene from the Notebook Film when the female lead who has Alzheimer’s recognizes her husband for a brief moment. Any person who has ever had a family member with Alzheimer’s knows that you cannot watch the Notebook without balling their eyes out in that scene. It’s a great movie to by the way. Anyways I was visiting with my Gram and was getting ready to leave and I gave her a hug and said I love you Gram I'll see you soon and for the briefest moment she looked me straight in the eye and said I love you too Snooky and smiled. It was the briefest of moments and her eyes and mind kind of went back to the way they were and she couldn’t recognize me again. Not long after that my Gram passed away with her family by her side at the care home. It was a hard time for us all but I knew she finally wasn't in pain anymore and a prisoner in her own mind. Most importantly I knew that she was with my Pap her Husband the love of her life up in Heaven. At the Funeral we celebrated her life and at the end of the day I broke out a cold carton of Butter Milk and we all toasted to the loving memory of Betty Mooney. I love you and I miss you Gram. Sincerely you’re Snooky. Please consider making a donation via the page or attending the event it would mean a lot to me to know that the money and awareness will go to help others out there who face this battle versus Alzheimer’s . Thank you, Tim Buch