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Story Time: A cure

Posted on Tuesday, June 16, 2020 at 2:52 pm

By Lorry Myers

While most of us have been sheltering in place and practicing social distancing to protect lives, there are others that are fighting to save their own.

A virus is not what they’re fighting.

It is expected in 2020, that over 1.2 million people will be diagnosed with cancer and over 600,000 people will die of that disease in the United States

Lorry Myers

Lorry Myers

this year alone.

In the first six months of this year, two of those people were my friends.

Danny Jones was a painter, a biker, a husband and a father. I remembered Danny from high school and then he fell in love and married one of my true friends. Danny was a collector, a quirky, caring man who had an eye for good bones and respect for what came before him. Danny’s best days were in a “shop out back”, there he reimagined what he brought home, sharing time with his son, Dillon, listening to old music and fixing old things.

That’s where cancer found him.

Brian Flatt was a farm boy, a son and a father. Brian grew up with my children and I knew him to be a friend to everyone. He was a happy man who loved his farm, his life and his son, Jadon. Brian cared for the land, his community and the people he went out of his way to meet. He lit up his tractor at Christmas, supported local causes and educated himself and his son, on ways to improve his farm.

That’s where cancer found him.

Both of these fathers loved their sons and the lives they had chosen. They were good men who were known for their kindness and easygoing ways. Both put up a good fight; chemo and radiation and finally, isolation. These men were fierce, determined and purposeful.

Cancer didn’t care.

Even though I try not to be, I am somewhat bitter. The world has stopped moving because of a virus and we seem to ignore the other killer that lives among us. All my life, cancer has taken lives and we can’t seem to stop it. Humankind can send a man to the moon, launch rockets into space and store things in a cloud we cannot see.

But we can’t cure cancer.

I have never before lived through a pandemic and I appreciate the mandates and precautions that are needed to keep us all safe. I get the stay at home order, the school closures and the business shut downs, I get it. When I turn on the TV, I get it all. I am glad there is a race for a cure, a scramble for an immunization, a rush to end this virus, but I worry that we have forgotten something.

Cancer.

For the full article, see this week’s edition of the Centralia Fireside Guard.