Fifty Years

On January 7th, it will be fifty years since my mother left this Earth. I was twelve when she died of lung cancer. The irony, she had never smoked.

My mother didn’t have surgery because back then it was thought cancer ‘grew’ once it was exposed to air. This was the hypothesis on why surgery often failed to completely remove the primary tumors. Now we know about…




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