January 13th, 2011 by Conor

In the same way Cheez-Its takes their time waiting for their cheese to mature, Michelle takes her time creating each of her “Parker” hats. She would never release one into the wild until the proper balance of comfort and style has been reached. The last hat flew off the internet shelves in just 3 hours on a trip to Tahoe City. This one is sure to be a quick hit!

Pics are from the cell again. Just like last time I will get the good camera out if necessary but these hats are much better than they look on my phone.

!!!!SOLD!!!!

January 13th, 2011 by Conor

~Sarah Nicole McNally

January 13th, 2011 by Conor

Ever since I heard about Danny’s accident, minutes haven’t gone by without me thinking about him. I’m constantly refreshing the Dannyisthebomb.com webpage for news and I’ve been enjoying reading stories about him. Now that it’s 3:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep, I thought it was an appropriate time to write what’s on my mind.

I’ll start from the beginning … Pine Tree Elementary. Just like every other girl, my memories of him are vivid and pretty emotional considering he is the first boy I was ever in love with. Yes … in love. I, as a sixth grader, of course went about it in a very mature fashion. I would call him, and then hang up the phone if his mom answered, did some chasing around the playground, and pretended to be interested in the Chicago Bulls because he liked the Bulls. How could I not love him, he was the stud of the playground- the man made an inhaler look cool for God sakes. I remember wishing I had one because he had one. One day in sixth grade, I finally got the cajones to ask Danny out. Whilst eating a green fruit roll-up, I went for it, and he said yes. Unfortunately, I think the romance fizzled out within days.

He was always an innovator, and it doesn’t surprise me that he’s helped pioneer Shreddy Times. I remember (again, back in sixth grade) our assignment was to invent something. Whereas most kids were inventing pretty unoriginal things, I remember Danny’s project blew everyone’s out of the water. First of all, his presentation was a movie that he had made … and considering the times, it was pretty advanced. I think I wrote my report on a typewriter. He invented something where you can practice your snowboarding moves even in the summer by some contraption he made and using it on a trampoline. Fast forward 15 years and look at where he has come – he was made to do what he does… and it seems like he’s still the stud of the playground.

Unfortunately, life takes over and our paths haven’t crossed in a few years now, but Danny is unforgettable. I have an awful memory, and the fact that I remember these stories so vividly says a lot about his character and the impact he has on people. He’s a genuinely good person… the kind that makes the world simple and carefree. I have always admired his passion and motivation – and of course just thinking about his laugh makes me smile. I was trying to think of something less corny to say, but there’s no other way to … he’s got a beautiful soul. Good things happen to good people and with his fight and all this lovin and positive energy, he’ll be out of this in no time. Danny IS the bomb.

To Conor, Michelle (although I don’t know you), and the rest of the family … he’s really really lucky to have amazing people like you by his side. I’m in awe of your love and support. Take care of yourselves and I’ll continue to send love and positive vibes your way!

-Nia

January 13th, 2011 by Conor

Some fun Shredding at Northstar. Danny surely misses you all!

January 13th, 2011 by Conor

January 13th, 2011 by Conor

It’s 1:46 AM. Danny has been here for nearly ten Days. Paul, the nurse, just made us laugh as he applied chap-stick to Danny’s lips saying, “that’s the stuff!” Paul is awesome. Polly, you on the other hand are going to make my hands fall off. I’m getting to work on your seven hats. Thanks for the kick in the butt! Hope you enjoyed my previous post. I like reporting positive things on here, but sometimes it’s hard given the situation. I promise to not skip a beat though when there is something positive to report. Danny’s windowsill is now complete with a solar powered dancing flower, two little stuffed animals, four balloons, and the snack tree. His wall is starting to look more homey with all of the pictures that have been sent in. Thank you guys for all of the amazing support. We are all blown away by how many people Danny has effected in one way or another and I can’t wait for the day that he gets to read all of this.

-Michelle

January 12th, 2011 by Conor

Ian asked me to send in some pics. I met up with a friend in Venice last night, and he suggested we go to a place called Danny’s. Serendipity? Anyways, it made me smile, so I took some pics of the sign (attached). We’ll send more pics later. There’s lots of people praying for you guys down here.

Much love,
Alexis

January 12th, 2011 by Conor

It’s 10:19 PM. I’ve been in room 5109 with Ellen for the last hour. We’ve been reading the site and catching up on all of these crushes that have come out of the woodworks, but that’s beside the point. Danny hadn’t been given any paralytics since 6 PM. His legs started to move and bend. Ellen and I held his right and left hand softly talking to him, words of encouragement. A tear fell from his left eye and then another from his right. He’s here. Paul, our nurse tonight, came in for a neuro exam and got Danny to open his eyes. Not all the way open, but more than we’ve seen him do. He slowly moved his eyes to the left. This is something we haven’t seen yet. As Ellen and I watched anxiously at his bedside Danny gave Paul a good squeeze with his right hand and a faint squeeze with his left. On top of all of this action, Danny gave the thumbs up! Then Paul told him he was “rockin” and asked him if he was in pain. Danny replied with yet another thumbs up. While we still don’t know the extent to Danny’s injury, these small things are really good signs. Keep rockin Danny!!

-Michelle

January 12th, 2011 by Conor

Danny and I had met when we were little little, but didn’t know about it until we crossed paths again when i was in 6th grade and he was in 8th, at the “louis fuches” concerts that was held annually. You’d think a young girl meeting an “older” guy would be shy and nervous, but from the second he smiled and said “Hey Im Danny” i was put right at ease, or maybe even in a trance, as that is what began my first MAJOR crush. He was wearing a chain that had a Dunkin Donuts coffee cup hanging off of it and he proudly showed it off. I watched him play the drums, and secretly wished that i didnt have to go back to the elementary school so i could stay there all day with him in the Jr High. That was just the dress rehersal, that night was the big show. I remember making sure i looked really pretty, at least thats what i was hoping for, and a chance to get to see him and talk to him again. Turns out i got the chance and he even asked for my “home phone number” so we could maybe go to the movies sometime. I felt like i was on cloud nine! I knew there was something special about him and that no matter what he would always be a great dear friend.

We talked almost every night and thats when we found out our brothers grew up with each other and one birthday party my brother had, danny was so happy that he got invited too! Once i finally made it into jr high, danny was in high school and we continued our close friendship until the college years. We spent summer days working at Zeb’s General Store, and the days we didnt have to work we were at the river, obviously. Danny was always there for me no matter what. even through every little heart break from guys, danny knew that a get together to watch Shrek, go bowling, and or even a round of seven eleven doubles, would cheer me right up. He always knew just what to say, and when that guy laughs how can you not smile?

Danny always called me by my first and middle name, Ana Mariel. He said it in just the right pitch that i now constantly hear it in my head and cant wait to be able to hear it again. I found one of the entries he wrote in my yearbook, and it brought tears to my eyes,
“Hey Ana Mariel, wish i had more room to write..:( where do i even begin? we have known each other for so long, you have been so good to me and im sure you already know that. i thank you for everything that you have ever done for me. im glad weve become so close over the years. stay beautiful ana, i love ya, love always danny t #3”

Always thinking of you Daniel Carroll and cannot wait until i can see you and hear your voice again! you are amazing! <3

January 12th, 2011 by Conor

I did not know Danny personally. The first time I heard his name was my freshman year of college, when my good friend Seth came running into my room and brought up Danny’s promo. Seth had know Danny from shredding at Cranmore (I think) and was so stoked to see him throwing down at Northstar. I couldn’t help but agree, he had a style I had never seen before in snowboarding, and he was smooove as buttah on rails.
While I don’t have any memories outside of that, I was a bystander in a similar situation and I believe I can provide some hope and encouragement to Danny and his Friends.
Let me give some background… When I was a sophomore in high school, my best friend was involved in a skiing accident leaving him with a traumatic brain injury. Doctors gave him an initial chance of survival somewhere in the neighborhood of 0%. I knew my homie was a fighter and if there was still an ounce of life in him he would grab on and fight for it. From what I’ve heard and read about Danny, he’s the same way.
It might seem like just being there for him isn’t helping but when my friend came out of his coma he said he could hear and remembered just about everything that was said in his room. Being there for him and talking to him even if he can’t respond will have a huge effect.

Danny, you got this one. It may get frustrating at times but keep on pushin homie! I’m sending my vibes!

Jack Byers