A few decades ago, a child diagnosed with blood cancer had more than a 95% chance of dying. It's a staggering and heartbreaking statistic. But this next number shows why nights like last night, recession and all, are so important. A child now has an 86% chance of surviving because of all the dollars that have funded all the research because of nights like Saturday night and people like the ones in the picture above. The goal is to wipe out blood cancer by 2015. It can happen. It should happen. It will happen. The two youngsters in that picture, Wil and Sarah, need it to happen.
This is the price I pay, and my right knee pays, for softball. For the record, I was safe at second base. The left half of my leg isn't red from softball. Believe it or not, my wife actually sprayed me with sunblock before before we hit the beach on Anna Maria Island in Florida this past week. Maybe the wind blew it away from my leg when she sprayed it??? I have no idea. All I know is I had a bad sunburn on my pasty white appendages.