As a Prostate Cancer survivor, I know first hand what it’s like to hear those dreaded words. Luckily, I received world-class care and ultimate surgical treatment to resolve my case in relatively short order. I’m not fighting for myself. I’m fighting for children and adults who face a much greater challenge than I did. I’m fighting for people without top medical care who have to face this demon without an army of talented doctors, nurses and health care workers to see them through a battle. Most personally, I’ve lost countless friends and family, including my Mother and Mother-in-Law, who fought a good fight and lost the ultimate battle. They may be physically gone, but are weaved into the fiber of the family they left behind.
Specifically, I dedicate this fight to my Brother-in-Law, Jack. A decorated Vietnam War Veteran who has struggled with the cancerous after effects of Agent Orange for more years than I know him. Having defended his country, humbly and diligently. Always a fighter, Jack never complains, looks on the brightside continuously and sets an example as a family oriented, caring and self-less person that we all can only attempt to emulate.