July 22nd, 2013 - Below is an email received tonight from Kathleen Kelley, the fiancee of 26 year old Christopher Harvey. Please read his very touching story below, and continue to pray and hope for his recovery.
Hi, this is Kathleen Kelley. I am Chris Harvey's fiancee who recently reached out for help from your organization due to his battle with brain cancer. We want to thank you for your assistance and for people like you that go above and beyond to help people after experiencing this tragic part of life. I watched your brother's final goodbye and you can't help but cry with him. He put up the good fight and although it is a loss, it is also a win as he has left this imperfect world for a perfect one in heaven. We are not ready to accept that type of win either and although as of now we are plugging away at a dream through our faith, it is scary and we don't know the end result, but it is through people like you that we know God is hearing our prayers. Thank you and God bless! Below is Chris's story:
Pictured is Chris Harvey who grew up in small town Tamaroa in Southern Illinois with his mother and two siblings. In 2007, when Chris was 19 years old he went to the doctor for frequent headaches when they found a tumor on his brain.
July 16th, 2013 - Below is a letter received today from Army Combat Medic Mike Fischer, who is currently battling stage IVa colon cancer. We wish him nothing but the very best.
Hello! I guess i should start at the beginning. I was born August 18 1990, my mother is Hayley Haddock and my father is Michael J Fischer the 1st. I had a pretty average childhood, my brother Mason was born in 94. I went to school made a few friends that i still have to this day. In 2000 my parents divorced and i lived with my mother until I turned 18 and enlisted in the Army National Guard as a Health Care specialist or more commonly referred to as a Combat medic. I spent a wonderful year and a half training. I lived in Oklahoma on Fort Sill where I did my basic, then I lived on Fort Sam Houston in Texas. I finished my training a few months before my 20th birthday and came home to live with my mother. I soon moved out and became self sufficient, with my good friend and roommate Ryan Quinlan. But eventually we decided to part ways and I moved in with my Aunt Valarie in Affton, I was 21 at the time and I kept noticing that my stomach and bowel movements were getting stranger and stranger.