Carl Schaffner used to climb trees for a living and mountains as a hobby. He was, and still is, a Licensed Certified Arborist having worked in states as varied as Colorado and Texas to Nebraska and Illinois, spending his days wandering amongst the trees in the great outdoors. His profession and hobby was all about enjoying nature in the extreme.
He also served in the military on Active duty then later as a reservist for the Marines. He was a SNCO (Staff non commissioned officer) who traveled the world. His last assignment away from home was in Aberdeen, Maryland where he attended welding school. While he was there he trained with and helped lead all the younger Marines. Morning PT would clear out the barracks for challenging winter runs nearly every day. Being a Staff NCO, Carl relished the fact that the younger Marines looked up to him. He would run at the front of a long column of Marines, outpacing the new recruits, ensuring that, even as a 35-year old father of one with another on the way, he was setting a good example. But then things changed.
He had been experiencing physical challenges for a while – stumbling every now and then. Losing his balance. But during this time with the Marines he started to have increasingly noticeable problems. He started collapsing and having what appeared to be seizures. The guys would try to help him – prop him back and get him going again. But soon his legs just wouldn’t work anymore.
It took forever to get a diagnosis. For months Carl would miss Welding classes to make the drive to Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington DC. Once home and a dozen doctors later … finally an answer. Multiple Sclerosis. During all of the testing, Carl also had a “little bout with a brain tumor” which was nearly fatal. This is the way Carl talks about his plight. Matter of fact. MS is just something that came his way. And he’s been dealing with it pragmatically ever since.
He’s been using a wheelchair since before his diagnosis in 1998. Initially he didn’t really know what to look for so he borrowed a chair and tried to make a go of it. But it was “Mall Crawler” – totally unsuited for an active man with a career so he finally got a prescription from his doctors for a better wheelchair. And from that point on, he saw his wheels as a tool. He didn’t want them to be a symbol that he had given up on life. He wanted to remain active in life – not retreat from it.
He soon realized that he “needed the right tool for the job.” His wheelchair was too limited for his active lifestyle. He wanted to hunt and get out into the snow and enjoy his time with his sons. Luckily – he ended up being in the right place at the right time. He was at the Wheelchair Games in Omaha and MAGICWHEELS selected him to be a “test pilot” as he jokingly puts it. They asked him to put the wheels through their paces – to “go out and see if you can break them.”
After days of well planned torture testing Carl final did get one wheel to fail. The MAGICWHEELS engineers quizzed him and were stunned by the description of abuse the MAGICWHEELS survived. Despite the fact that he finally caused a minor component failure while backing down a massive wet curb – the MAGICWHEELS still worked! This was back in 2008 and Carl has been using MAGICWHEELS ever since. Today he’s on his second set of tires and can’t imagine life without the wheels.
He can roll through wet mud or thick mulch, even 8-inch snow. He easily navigates over slippery rocks and up 45 degree slopes. Of course off roadin’ is slow going but he told us, “There’s no place I can’t go if I want to.” Carl does have a power chair that he uses as a second car in town; however, he rarely leaves home without his MAGICWHEELS. He calls them a “game changer.” He is so enthusiastic about them that he created several videos showing him navigating the thick snow near his home in Fremont, Nebraska.
Today Carl is living his “new normal.” He is as active as ever. He’s a Nebraska Certified Hunting Instructor, plays sled hockey and continues to enjoy spending time with his boys. In his words, “Life is a beautiful thing.”





