Once upon a time, many years ago, a little girl named Carissa started a club.
Unlike many clubs, Carissa's didn't have rules about who could be a member and who couldn't. In fact, the name of the club described its purpose: the Everybody Club.
Membership was open to anyone, including Carissa's younger brothers, Todd and Phillip, who has severe disabilities, Phillip's caregivers, even family pets.
Carissa made name tags, a club song ("Everyone is here that wants to be and everyone is welcome!") and a motto ("Include everyone, learn and you'll have fun."). You could earn a pin by participating in an event "where everyone is included (that wants to be)," and a blue badge if you "get to know someone you don't by doing an activity with them." There was even an award for the "Highest Achievement in Everybodyness" and an oath: "I, _______, official member of the Everybody Club, vow to include everyone, when possible, and learn," according to the club oath.
Carissa, who was about 10 at the time, held club meetings in the basement of their Eden Prairie home with her brothers and her dolls and stuffed animals arrayed in a circle. A report made in Todd's youthful handwriting kept track of the attendance of members, including Mom, Dad, friends, grandparents, Phillip's caregiver, and someone named "Sata."
"I think that's Santa," said Carissa's mother, Linda Hayen. "Everyone was part of it whether they attended or not."
The record shows that the best attendance was held by the family cat.
Over time, Carissa and her brothers got older and moved on to other things. When she was a teenager, Carissa was killed in an auto accident.