Last night's fundraiser by all accounts was wildly successful. We had to stand in line for an hour just to get in, and the line stretched from the door of this shop down the block and around the corner. We got there after we hit the gym, and then put every burned-off calorie back on... but it was all in a good cause.
When we left, close to 9 o'clock, the line was not any shorter.
I wish Luke could have been there... if only for a moment... to see the outpouring of love for him and his family. I don't know how much this raised. And while that has some level of importance, the hundreds of people who were there seemed even more so as a gage of what really matters most in life..