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When my mother was diagnosed with a rare form of gastric cancer, I was scared and I was angry. I stayed beside my dear mom as she fought an incredibly couragous battle.
We lost that fight in just 29 short days, but I am convinced that I can prevent the same thing from happening to another family.
Now, I Relay to help others celebrate the lives of their own loved ones.
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Losing my sister, who was pregnant at the time of her diganosis with melanoma, was a devastating experience for my family. Shorty after her passing, a neighbor asked me to tell my story during our local Relay's Ceremony of Hope. I was desperate for a way to connect with my sister's memory, so I agreed, and found a community ready to embrace me as I grieved that night.
I Relay every year to help others so that we can remember all those we've lost.
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Let’s go back to that beginning-1985: I was 45 years old, in the prime of my life. I was one of Gordy Klatt’s non-cancer patients, and was inspired by his commitment to not just talk about fighting cancer, but to DO SOMETHING. After the first Relay, Gordy called me to ask if I would join him and six others to plan the first team Relay event.
Do you know what stands out in my memory so clearly? It was the special spirit that permeated the track that evening. You all know what I’m talking about. It’s that same feeling I get every time I step on the track. |