Life is mostly froth and bubble;
Two things stand like stone:
Kindness in another’s trouble,
Courage in your own.

–Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833–70)

Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.

– George Eliot, author

Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway—
Thanksgiving comes again!

–Old Farmer’s Almanac

Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.

-Leonard Cohen

Whether we wake, or we sleep.
Whether we carol, or weep,
The Sun, with his Planets in chime,
Marketh the going of Time.

–Edward Fitzgerald (1809–83)

Almost ten years after my cancer diagnosis I am still recovering from the brutal treatments. I went from a fit 35-year-old to a 45-going-on-85-year-old. I’ve too many issues to list. I am a shell of my former self. I will never be the same.

I don’t want that to happen to anyone else. That’s what this site’s about. Helping others Avoid Cancer and, if that fails, Beat Cancer without destroying your body.

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