Cry: Logan’s ADL Story
No script is available at this time. We are casting Logan’s parents, and Logan’s young advocate using the Jaymee sides. Please read both Jaymee scenes and audition as whichever character your agent submitted you for that is most appropriate for you.
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Baby born with the ALD gene.
Beautiful, sweet Logan was nearly 12 and still in good health, when his mom and step dad felt blessed.
Because pediatric ALD shows up in boys by the time they’re 10, the Cry family was feeling relief. But shortly after Logan enrolled in Little Oak Middle School: Logan refused to do an assignment. Then, when he was supposed to do the work at a lunchtime detention, he didn’t show up.
“That was totally not like him,” Jaymee said. “He always did everything he should do.”
Logan’s parents asked a child psychologist friend to meet with him, but she couldn’t get Logan to pay attention. “I’ll never forget that phone call. I told her, ‘This just sounds way too much like ALD.’”
In July, they got the results of a brain MRI: Logan had adolescent ALD, with a deadly prognosis.
By the summer of 2011, the symptoms were much worse. While Jaymee worked as a buyer for a window company in a small office at the end of their driveway, and the family also ran the the Lucas ALD foundation from their house. They also took Logan on adventures: He went fishing, played paintball, rode a Harley, went to DisneyWorld.
Logan’s uncle Geoff really stepped up, too. He quit his job and spent the summer with Logan.
Once Logan got a feeding tube, it was one loss after another. at the end of 2011, he was in a persistent vegetative state. “He can’t even swallow,” Jaymee says.
Jaymee talks to him, and holds his hands during their visits, and sometimes, looks into at his face, and says, “If you can hear me, blink your eyes twice.”
He never blinks. . “But even though he can’t see me or hear me, I like to think he can feel my touch … and know that I still love him, no matter what.”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀