This is not me.Not commerce
per se, but shameless none the less. For those of you looking for a worthy cause, how about supporting cancer research by sponsoring me in the
Prouty. I'll be cycling my first century (100 miles) to
celebrate, commemorate my first half century on this planet.
Donate here. If I get enough donations, I get a new set of curb feelers and a half pair of fuzzy dice.
We are all of us affected by cancer. I recently found out that my father's cousin's son (I'm from the south so I should be able to just whip out the relationship, I think he would be my second cousin once removed, feel free to correct me) has been diagnosed with cancer that is pretty far along. His mother will be 99 next week, a little hard of hearing, but bright eyed and sharp as a tack. I hate for her to have this burden. It's extraordinary to think of, but her grandparents could remember when
Lincoln Davis was president. Wow. I'll have to dig out my family tree.