10 Lottery Winners Who Shared the Wealth

Beautiful, uplifting story. Thank you so much for sharing.

When I make my millions I will generously donate to different organizations as well! Wonderful story!

Best wishes.

Sincerely,

-Liane Schmidt.

Great article, It’s interesting to know if people actually do with their winnings what they said they would do if they “ever” win the big pot of gold!

Its good to see Philanthropy still exsists, I personally have started my own foundation its http://www.whitetigerfoundation.org in which we print and self publish childrens coloring books for free for kids in the hospital(s). Check it out and send me your comments.

i am so glade that you all are sharing your good fortune with people that are not so wealthy, but money can not by happiness.if you can help our family please send what you can we aer disabled and we have 2 childern and are making it not so good,please help… the jordans po box 297, state road, nc 28676. god will bless you. thank you.336-874-2468

Nice article. Good to see some positive results from some of the people who find good fortune playing the lottery.

i’ve always thought if i ever win i would give x amount of money to creation institute and or to the homeless Jewish and Christian people. But one could get caught up in spending so quickly and never get that chance. So first buy a home, donate and live helping other people!

The story as I remember it is a little convoluted because I was a teenager back then and today I’m in my fifty’s. I have spent the past forty years working to resolve what happened. I know it was winter because there was snow on the ground. My mother, Phyllis was a hard worker; she had been a recently divorced single parent with three children. My brother David follows me by one year and my sister Janice is nine years my junior. I know it was hard for my mom because she was always talking about money, bills and missing child support. Mom was a hard worker who worked at Burien General Hospital in Seattle Washington as Night Director of the swing shift (3pm – midnight). She was a Registered Nurse who had worked her way to the top of her career. I was and am very proud of her accomplishments. Women back in 1969 were often not in positions of management. I used to run home from school just to see her for a half an hour before she rushed off to work. I was greeted with a smile a hug and a list of things to do including house work, a dinner menu and directions on how to prepare it. I was the oldest so mom always said the words “Watch your sister,” and “Keep and eye on your brother.” I remember mom being good spirited telling interesting stories about the hospital and always throwing in words to a song and or a couple of steps to a dance in the middle of a funny joke.
Mom had been divorced roughly five years when she remarried my stepfather John. She seemed very much in love. He brought with him two children both older than me, a son, my stepbrother Johnny, whom I thought was kind of cute and a daughter, my stepsister Kathy, who was out of school, much older than me and I thought was really cool. From all appearances on the outside it seemed as if this blended family was working. I remember slowly, very slowly things started to go wrong.
My stepfather John would drink heavily when he came home from work. He would come home later and later in the evening sometimes very angry if things were not as he expected them to be. Dinner on the table promptly at six, tomato skins peeled in our salads, and there was always something wrong with my brother and sister just being a kid. I remember many incidents that would haunt me late into my thirty’s. My best thinking at the age of fourteen was to distract John from my bother and sister by drinking with him. I thought at the time it would keep John off my siblings and keep the disruption down to a minimum. I thought that it was my responsibility to watch over my brother and sister. It wasn’t until years into my own recovery that I learned I was a child myself then and that it was my parents job to take care of us, not mine. Typically after David, Janice and myself were all in bed asleep I would be woken up around midnight when mom came home from work. I would hear a fight ensue, raised voices, shouting, name calling, stuff in the house being busted and broken.
John would repeatedly call me out to disarm the conflict. I was caught in the middle. Mom would eventually say “This is adult business, go back to bed” as they continued to fight into the night. The arguments were loud and I could hear word for word what the fighting was about. Mom wanted John to come to bed and leave the bottle behind. John wanted mom to leave him alone. He just wanted to drink.
One cold night I heard a knock on my bedroom door and John’s voice asking me to come outside and “Get your mom off me!” I guess I have always been a mediator. I remember that night in particular; getting up, putting on my slippers then my robe and standing just inside my bedroom door thinking. I talked the whole scenario through with myself. Mom was going to turn me around and tell me, “This was none of your business, this was adult business.” So I turned myself around that night; I took off my robe and slippers and went back to bed. That was the night my mother was murdered. She was strangled by the bare hands of my stepfather John. She was choked. She was declared dead on arrival at the very same hospital where she worked. I remember hearing the ambulance come and take her away.
I didn’t want my stepfather John to keep me awake all night telling me how sorry he was. I snuck out the window of my bedroom. I ran to a friends’ house in the snow just to get some sleep. I wanted to go to school the next day, to be a kid and be with my friends. This was a typical night in my house growing up; the fighting, the helplessness the feeling of hyper vigilance. This is a story of a woman, my mother Phyllis and of how her life was taken from her. Cut short of many dreams she had to see her children grow up. She had great friends but told no one of her situation. She was an educated woman who knew what little there was back then about Domestic Violence. Neighbors heard the fighting but no one called the police. There were no Domestic Violence hotlines back then, no Domestic Violence shelters and at the time there were no laws to protect women. Today there is so much more information. There are many ways today that you can be part of the solution and have a voice.
I want to dedicate this Mothers day to all those women who have been victims of Domestic Violence. One in four women (25%) has experienced domestic violence in her lifetime. Every three minutes in this country there is a woman who is punched, kicked, hit and or struck by domestic violence. On average, more than three women are murdered by their intimate partners in this country every day. Estimates range from 960,000 incidents of violence against a current or former spouse, boyfriend, or girlfriend to 3 million women who are physically abused by their husband or boyfriend per year. The health-related cost of intimate partner violence exceeds $5.8 billion each year. Of that amount, nearly $4.1 billion are for direct medical and mental health care services, and nearly $1.8 billion are for the indirect costs of lost productivity or wages.
I am asking you to take a minute out of your day and forward this story to your family and friends. I am asking you to call somebody and tell someone your story if there is anyone who has or is abusing you. I am asking you to talk with an important person you suspect of being a victim of Domestic Violence and just listen. Stop the chain of continued abuse and silence. I am asking you to volunteer and be part of the solution. Give service to a local nonprofit and or women’s shelter in your area. I am also asking you to donate your time and or money.
I started a business called MO/PEACE dedicated to the memory of my mother Phyllis three years ago. MO/PEACE has a mission to address, prevent and respond to all types of abuse. Contributions pay for the continued education of peaceful solutions to conflict.

To Learn More About MO/PEACE
To Donate To Domestic Violence Prevention And Education
Go To: http://www.iGive.com/MO-PEACE

i now this might be the wrong place to ask but im despeate for help im 32 with 2 kids and single i lost my home and car when my son became very ill and was in the hospital i really dont want for much i just dont want to lose my kids they are my life i need a cheap car to get my son to his appointments in knoxville which is 2 and half hours away and so i can get a job and take care of my kids my husband left us for another women he dont even pay child support we are running out of resoures im scared i will have to let them go into child services we have no family im all they got he is 12 and my daughter is 14 there good kids and deserve better i just want to help my self i just need a little helping hand thank you for your time my address is 346 h. heaton rd elizabethton tennessee 37643 if you can help johnnie russ

Its refreshing to see many people helping with godsent lottery winnings-I wonder what somebody like Seguro Ndabene of Airedrie Canada, will learn from here -This was a man who won lottery 5 times last was $17 millions yet we heard that he ill-treated a person seeking his help recently by returning the distressed -person’s SOS letter without even paying the $10 return mailing bill leaving the poor man to pick the tab! Yet both are Africans

Brings tears to my eyes!! I embrace stories like this, reaffirms me that there are still many grateful, responsible, and heart felt people in the world.

Greetings from Puerto Rico, first of all am so impresed with the charity work you people are doing. God bless u all, i would like to say that i have a wonderful family i am a mother of two boys and i have a caring husband. But my economic status right know is not the best. Ive been traying to pay all my debts but i cant seem to pay them all at once. My life has been like this for the past 6 years. Me and my husband have been working hard to keep my family together and pay our bills but the economic situation just keeps getting worse by the day. I dont want to lose my home, my car, and my family. I would just appreciate if you could help us.
Just help us with what you can give, anything will be grateful. God bless you and your family for caring for others.
THANK YOU! My Email is marie_sf76@hotmail.com

Greetings to you there
I am sending you this e-mail because my present life is a Living HELL, I have not been working for more than 3 months, I am flat broke I cannot pay my rent. I’ve tried to make some money over GABLING so I don’t have to bother a friend begging for money, but I loose every time I play the lottery, I am totally pissed off and stressed I really need Financial back up Assistance… Please all I need is $ 15000 .to solve the problem that I have…can you help me with that or can you refer me to a GENEROUS person who’s giving out money to People in need. Please this is very important if I could get that money this week I would be more than happy. Please let me know as soon as possible my telephone number is 809-432-1690…DOMINICAN REPUBLIC /SANTO DOMINGO…

Please forgive me, I forgot to let you all know my name is Michele you may address me that way.. I choose Guidinglight because I need God\’s light an angels to shine upon my son Joseph my e-m is mickeybria@cfl.rr.com we reside in Fl,. Bless you once again Thank you from Joseph\’s and my heart always.

I finally caught my 25 year stalker that has been threatening to kill me and my younger brother. I have had to shut down my non-profit company because the police and courts let him go. They stated that he admitted he sent emails but it was just a joke and he would never do it again. He’s been at it for 25 years and distroyed my life and career. And no-one cares! I still print books out of pocket, when I can as no-one has donated anything in over 3 years. I can still be contacted at rgjs42@yahoo.com Ronald G. Smythe

hello,

please i am a young man victime of the war in ivory coast west africa,during the war we where oblige to run to a refuge camp here in ghana please i would like to solicite your help anything you can do for me and my juniors sisters and brothers who can not attend to scholl again and that during 5 years now please if there is anything you can do to save the lives of those littles ones GOD will reward you for your genorisity.The conditions in wich we lives here are very alarming my email is francleroi53@yahoo.com.

hope to here from you soon,francis.

regards

I would like to know is it a rule or law, that when you become a winner that you have to donate to charity or foundations and even animal shelters? What I dont understand is, charities and foundations only assist children. Adults who basicly in need of cash, can not receive any assistance.
Animal shelters can get funds, yet humans caint. This is rather sad. Do you even know how this donation is being used? I have worked all my life, and I always gave to charity,sometimes it would be payroll deducted. Seven years ago, I became disabled, and I have tried to receive assistance from charities, all of them, every one of them responded the same, we do not fund individuals. Well, I am confused, because it is individuals that donate funds to you. Yet you dont fund individuals.
I dont need a shelter, I need cash. mmwright9737@sbcglobal.net