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In the universal world of journalism you find yourself meeting people that you'd always dreamed of meeting and stumbling across those that you should meet. Yesterday I met an amazing lady by the name of Sandra "Sandy" McWilliams. Now I'm saying that like she's a household name but she isn't. Sandy is one of the millions of Americans that live a purpose driven life. Sandy has pledged to walk 700 miles in the summer of 2009 and one of her stops this week was at Good Shepherd Lutheran Church in Harford County Maryland

When I found out that she was walking 700 miles I thought this lady is nuts. My tune changed after I figured out why she was doing it. PSP.

Progressive SupraNuclear Palsy, or PSP, is a devastating brain disease. PSP ravages the nerve cells that control walking, equilibrium, vision, speech and the ability to swallow. The catalyst behind Sandy's motivation is her mother, Allene; who has also been diagnosed with PSP. Following her mother's diagnosis Sandy decided that in the summer of 2009 that she would do her part in raising awareness of this degenerative disease.

Sandy McWilliams, has enshrined herself as one of America's amazing people by dedicating part of her life to a worthy cause. She is the perfect example of what commitment and sacrifice is about. Not to mention her daughter has also joined the battle against PSP. To learn more about Sandy and the fight against PSP visit www.walk4psp.org










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