Breast cancer pretty much decimated the women of my mother's and grandmother's generation. It got my beloved Great-Aunt Helen (and a cleaner-living, more God-fearing, gentle woman you would never meet) and it also claimed my Great-Aunt Marie, who was a newspaperwoman in Chicago and during the war captured a spy!!
My Aunt Mabel died of breast cancer. An aunt on my father's side died of it too.
Two friends, one of them a very close friend, have had bushes with the disease and are now cancer-free.
But it's a sneaky disease. And 1 in 8 women are expected to develop it. (Here are some statistics.)
A charity anthology of seasonal essays: Write for the Fight, is now out and the proceeds are earmarked for breast cancer research. Right now it's free, though, so help spread the word.
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