This award cannot be applied for. In 1997 there were six (6) given out, since it's 
inception there has been a total of eleven (11) given. You are the fourth in 1998 
to receive the "Sandmans Special Award".

As a man walked a desolate beach one cold gray morning, he began to see 
another figure, far in the distance. Slowly the two approached each other, and he 
could make out a local native who kept leaning down, picking something up and 
throwing it out into the water. Time and again he hurled things into the ocean. As 
the distance between them continued to narrow, the man could see that the native 
was picking up starfish that had been washed up on the beach and, one at a time 
was throwing them back into the water. Puzzled, the man approached the native 
and asked what he was doing. "I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. 
You see, it's low tide right now and all of these starfish have been washed up 
onto the shore. If I don't throw them back into the sea, they'll die up here from 
lack of oxygen." "But there must be thousands of starfish on this beach," the man
replied. "You can't possibly get to all of them. There are just too many. And this 
same thing is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this 
coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?" The local native 
smiled, bent down and picked up another starfish, and as he threw it back into 
the sea he replied, "Made a difference to that one!"

Each of us is but one person: limited, burdened with our own cares and 
responsibilities. We may feel there is so much to be done, and we have so little 
to give. We're usually short of everything, especially time and money. When we
leave this shore, there will still be millions of starfish stranded on the beach. 
Maybe we can't change the whole world, but there isn't one of us who can't help
change one person's whole world. One at a time, we can make a difference.

God Bless...