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I remember once when I was 16 years old my mother and I were visiting my sister in Hawaii. At about 11:00 pm we received an obscene phone call. I woke up at 5 am to find my mother still taking to the caller.
“Yes, you should go back to school”, she was telling him, “you have a lot to offer”.
I stared at her, dumbfounded. Shortly afterwards she hung up the phone saying matter of factly,
“He just needed someone to talk to”.
That was my mother. She was three years older than I am now when she died of a brain tumour.
I have wanted to take part in a cancer fundraiser for a long time, in memory of my mom.
My Participant ID: 622907-2
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