|$0 My Commitment: $1,500.00|
Another year goes by and I tell the same story. Another family member lost, another friend diagnosed. It needs to end.
Pamela MacInnis-Weir was a fantastic aunt. She was part of the family I chose, rather than the family I was born into. She was one of those people who would always look at you and tell you the right thing to do, no matter whose toes she stepped on. Though she was more than a little crazy at times, I still miss her every day. She was such a fighter. I ride for Aunt Pam.
Marlene Buhlman was the mother in law I never had. She was a wonderful human being. She was a social butterfly who always wanted to know exactly what was going on in her children's lives. She loved her family, her friends, and her life. She welcomed me into her family with open arms, and a joyful smile. Her loss will be felt by all who knew her, whether they are family members or merely acquaintances. I ride for my husband's mother.
Leslie Browne was a true blue Scotsman. He was a brilliant man, and a loving husband, father, and uncle. He always went above and beyond to show his family how much he cared about them. He was a cancer researcher himself, and fought until the very end. I ride for Uncle Les.
My mother, Lissa Bisaro, won her fight against breast cancer last year, in no small part due to the fantastic treatment she received at the James. Lissa is an energetic, caring woman, who fought fiercly against this disease. I ride for Mom.
I say this every year. Cancer sucks. If cancer was a person, I would punch it right in the face. *PUNCH!* I am riding again this year because this is how I fight back against cancer. I ride, and I raise funds for those who WILL find a cure!
|08/02/2019||Andy, Heather, and Ellie||$50.00|
|07/14/2019||In memory of Marlene||$500.00|