(Brothers Joe, Race Chair Mike, and Bill… Thank you Shawna Long for taking this photo)
A bunch of my family drove in from Nashville, TN to celebrate my mom Mollie Gavigan and my grandmother Molly Burd. We lost both to breast cancer. We were also celebrating my new “cousin-in-law’s” mom Lizzy Bearden who also lost her life to breast cancer.
Your first Race for the Cure, you do it for you, someone you love, someone you lost or just because someone asked you to come.
As the race goes on, as you see those survivors clad in pink, the dancing firemen, funny team shirts, pink wigs, you realize it’s bigger than just you. You realize that we all come downtown as one for each other, for a common goal to someday make this world cancer free.
I loved Saturday. I love the event and everything it stands for. My brothers and my uncle and I all ran together. We hammed it up with all the bands, the cheerleaders, the firemen, all of the amazing groups cheering us and all the participants. We crossed the finish line together with big smiles and saluted our mom.
Then a young lady came up to us and said that she had been running behind us for the whole Race. That this was her first Race after her last treatment. She said that we helped her have fun and that she loved our antics. Well, the waterworks almost started flowing again, but I was finally out of tears. I wish I knew her name, because her nice words put a perfect bow on our run together.
So, we all did, we all went ALL IN for those we loved, each other and those we want to celebrate more birthdays. I cannot wait for next October so I can do it all over again. BUT this time for Race Chair Ashley.
Signing off – Race Chair Mike
- Race chair mike