A Note From Dax's Dad

A week after Dax was born and literally the day we received his diagnosis, I ended up at the grocery store and was getting ready to check out. I looked up and at the end of the checkout line was a very courteous and happy young man bagging my items. I was smiling too, but almost in tears as I realized he had some intellectual disabilities of his own that he was working with. I thought, “Seriously? Is this really happening?” Fate slapped me in the face. I had just been thrown into fatherhood and into a world of developmental disabilities that I knew nothing about and this young man was so kind, happy, and just doing his job. I smiled, holding back the tears that wanted to burst out, and simply said, “thank you!"

I walked back to the car and told Dax's mom, “I don’t care if Dax bags groceries, takes ticket stubs, or whatever, but I want him to have opportunities just like any other kid.” And there lies the spark for Dax’s Farm. So I often think of that young man and say “thanks” for being the inspiration and for being such a good role model in our community. 

We have a big vision for this special place. It has many layers, programs, and opportunities for all to help. I look forward to sharing them all as we build this together because this is about inclusion and getting everyone in our community involved.


There’s something for EVERYONE at Dax’s Farm


Scottsdale, Arizona


(480) 213-5447

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