Dear Dr Marik & Dr Kory, this morning post-release of Cancer hub,
“Thank you & bless you (from my dad, army vet, in heaven) dearly” for both of you fighting fearlessly at the beach, a D Day event, you both coming ashore- battling, “blazing your guns” just 5 or so years ago. A mighty event in history.
Dad is smiling & rooting for you from heaven this very moment. Can’t you hear him? Can you hear him above the battle carnage?
Fighting alongside each other and being the inspiration & ally fighting with your fellow doctors, the soldiers on the beach taking fire, mortal wounding everywhere, needing inspiration for the battle that was & is bloody.
Giving your all for a cause, going at it with blind faith. Dad knew that - as he came ashore at DDay fighting for just cause- he to was with blind faith in the bewildering smoke, noise, confusion, fog, so much carnage. Fighting for the future of mankind.
You are now in the Argonne Forest fighting the enemy, in the foxholes, shells dropping everywhere, brutal cold.
I see it- I see the battle raging—I’m right here, a witness, in Virginia - back from a deacons meeting. Names of those stricken in our church & community updated, noted, & prayed for, a letter read of a deacon comrade dropping out as cancer has over taken her body. Another deacon, the shell of a person with cancer, fighting on - staying on the deacon board - another deacon with cancer in remission though month to month his body is not healthy. The list outside of our 9 person deacon body of others in our church & community is daunting, ever growing. It leaves one in shock “How can so much cancer be everywhere, all ages, striking hard with heavy blows?”
Your passion your drive your brain trust your brutal perseverance we need. You are mighty generals as Patton was on the front lines. My dad saw him many times as dad said his jeep swerved to miss incoming shelling as they were building the bridge to cross the Rhine. Dad was so close he saw Patton’s pearl handled pistols on his hip as he was tied in to the butt cradle in the jeep.. He said they had no idea how he wasn’t killed in battle.
We need your fervor as we need prayer.
Best of luck in that ongoing battle in the Argonne Forest - it appears to be a mighty battle, one of Biblical proportions. Let me know what you need, what ammunition you need, to continue the fight.
Love you brother, Godspeed
