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September 02, 2010

Good Deeds

This one isn't about me. It's about three friends of mine who are doing extraordinary things.

1) Kevin from Always Home and Uncool
Above and beyond the fact that he let me sleep with him - repeatedly - at BlogHer last month, Kevin is notorious in my household as one of my comrades-in-interwebbing over at DadCentric and PoliteFictions. He's also one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet, and a devoted husband (except when he's sleeping with me) and father. It's as an extension of his role as father that he's taken his daughter's fight against Juvenile Myositis public (in conjunction with his wife, who's also a powerhouse proponent in the fight against JM) — leading to last month's incredible push to help Cure JM win $250k in research funding from Pepsi. Hundreds of worthy charities were fighting for position (only the top two finishers would be eligible for the donation), but Kevin's relentless drive both online and in person drew hundreds and hundreds of other people into the effort, to the point where on Tuesday, August 31st, Twitter was virtually a nonstop cavalcade of pleas for people to get out the vote for Cure JM.

And the thing is: they came in 1st. And are now in line to receive a quarter of a million dollars to fund research to help fight JM, and hopefully take huge steps against it.

I'm stunned and humbled by the scale of Kevin (and his wife's) achievement. And I hope they can take a little pride in knowing what an incredible thing they've accomplished here.

2) Jason from Outnumbered
Above and beyond the fact that he sat on my lap across several dozen blocks' worth of Manhattan in August, Jason is a pure rock star blogger - his presentation at BlogHer's Voices of the Year thing brought the house down - and one of the most legitimately cool guys I've ever met. He's also a key proponent of the Garden of Dreams Foundation, which works in conjunction with Madison Square Garden to help make dreams come true for kids in crisis.

Jason also just published a children's book, called Do Witches Make Fishes. All proceeds from sales of the book will go directly to Garden of Dreams. And I hope - with all the hope my gnarled, gruesome soul is capable of generating - that you will join me in buying a copy for the kids in your life... and help the Garden of Dreams kids.

3) Ryan from Pacing the Panic Room
Ryan is... well, Ryan's a lot of things. He's a brilliant photographer. An extremely skilled writer. And he's a husband and father who's devoted an incredible amount of time and energy to helping bring awareness to Smith Magenis Syndrome (SMS), which affects his stepson LB. 

Do Fun Things is the newest result of these efforts — a compilation album of really cool kids music (and let me make clear: I HATE kids music, but I dig what I hear here) now downloadable from iTunes... with all proceeds being used to further research on SMS. 

The album was released on August 30th, following months of work by Ryan to get the album together and promote it via the magic of social media... and by the end of the day, it was the #1 ranked download for children's music on iTunes. Ryan wrote a great article about it for FastCompany — but really, that only scratches the surface of the effort he's made and the impact he's generating.

I downloaded it this morning. I hope you'll do the same.

• • •

These stories? These guys?

This is why social media matters. Real people. Building real relationships. And doing great things.

It's pretty amazing, really. And they all deserve your support.

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