Ernest Hemingway, one of my favorite writers, is credited with saying, “Every man has two deaths, when he buried in the ground and the last…
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When I heard the words “you have cancer,” I quickly came to understand the limits of my mortality. I actually have an expiration date. Time…
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In my cancer advocacy life I’ve had opportunities to do some pretty amazing things. Shared my story at the first-ever Cologuard national sales meeting. Spoken…
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I hadn’t seen my friend Rick Day in about 10 years. It was, I think, the summer after I finished cancer treatment. We met at…
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I’ve written before of my abiding love for The Road, the late Cormac McCarthy’s spare novel about a man’s journey to get his young son…
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Bodies of water, whether lakes, rivers, creeks, streams or oceans, never fail to draw my attention. The lovely Sarah and I were richly blessed to…
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My oncologist gave me the best gift I could have asked for this Christmas. He released me from his care. At almost 11 years since…
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Christmas looks different this year. Blinking lights on IV poles not twinkling tree lights. The mechanized roar of blood pressure cuffs and sequential compression cuffs…
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I’ve been talking a walk down memory lane the last few days. All the way back to high school. I’m being inducted into the William…
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I’m not terribly choosy when it comes to making escapes from the real world. I’m equally comfortable and content in the mountains or on the…