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September 25, 2013

Breast cancer is a ‘toughie,’ but we both survived

“That’s a toughie, Granddad!” responded my 5-year-old granddaughter thoughtfully when I asked her if a zebra is black with white stripes or white with black stripes. Similarly, it was a toughie when, five years ago, my wife was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was a hammer blow, and I felt numb and helpless. I have always been pragmatic, but I did not have the slightest idea of what to do. The future was very unclear.

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