The latest allegations against Lance Armstrong are troubling. His athletic achievements have been impressive, and his work to provide hope and support to others through his Live Strong Foundation have been downright inspirational. We live in a cynical world where it seems to be a bloodsport to tear down our heroes.
Does that mean we should stop believing in heroes? I don’t.
Discovering that our heroes have feet made of clay is like falling in love. We may get our hearts broken, but we never fully give up on love. We may be a little wiser the next time around, but we allow ourselves the chance to love again.
I do not let cynical, jaded, world-weary people tell me that examples like Lance Armstrong prove their point that it’s wrong to have heroes. I refuse to compromise on their tepid concession that it might be acceptable to have “role models.”
I believe in heroes. I’m proud to say it. And it’s important that those beliefs are passed along to our children.
It is the topic of my latest column in The Philadelphia Daily News, called “No Time to Give Up on the Heritage of Heroes.” You can read the article by clicking here.
I believe in heroes. I hope you do, too.
Who is your hero?
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