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When I was fourteen, my dad passed away as a result of a brain tumor. Many people that learn this express sympathy and tell me how bad it must have been to lose a parent at so young an age. However, I count my blessings. He was actually diagnosed 6 years earlier and was told he had about 6 months. He defied the odds given to him and in those years, my family and I had some pretty terrific, quality time together. Most notably, for me, they were years in Boy Scouts with my dad ...as a scoutmaster, teaching me a love of camping. It was time that he passed on his appreciation for sci-fi (the first movie we saw just the two of us was Star Wars). And too many countless memories to name. My favorite, though, was a Christmas morning when I woke up a little too soon to see my dad putting together my bike "from Santa". I couldn't have loved my dad more than at that moment to see the quiet things he did for me and his other 4 boys. For me, he was a greater man than Santa could ever be.
I heard about the Race for Hope eight years ago and have volunteered each year since. I continue to be involved each year to support the men, women, and children who have been challenged with a brain tumor. It's an inspiration to meet some of them and the family and friends that love them. My hope is that each one of them gets treatment so that they may have many special years, as my family had with my dad.
I hope that all of you reading this will consider even a small donation in honor of my dad, Bob, and of all those you may never meet.
Thank you so much.
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