My first ride with the PMC followed Luke’s diagnosis of Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML). Luke was my daughter's college boyfriend and I loved him like he was one of my own. Unfortunately that was not my first experience with someone close to me having cancer. My mother was diagnosed with ovarian cancer at 56 and died by age 57. Having it hit so close to home once again I felt called to action to try to do something positive. Sadly Luke did not win his fight with cancer either. I was heartbroken once again.

Each year I seem to add more people to the list of people I ride for with different types of cancer. I ride for my cousin George who died of pancreatic cancer. I ride for Kate a neighbor and friend who died from gall bladder cancer. I ride for Rita my son in laws mother who died of lung cancer and his sister Kristin who died of AML. I ride for Ray, a friends husbabd who died from gastrointestinal cancer. I also ride to celebrate the friends who have beat their cancer and are continuing full healthy lives.

The PMC is such a great organization where I feel like I'm making a positive difference. The people I meet each year during PMC weekend are amazing and a great inspiration. I continue to ride to help put an end to cancer and the heartache it brings to everyone’s family and friends.

This will be my 8th year where I hope what I raise will make a small difference.