Nancie Clare's Page
Dear Friends, Family and Colleagues,
Not quite five years ago I received a call from my brother on a Sunday morning. He asked me to sit down and knew me well enough to know that I was still standing. He said, “No, really, sit down.”
And that’s when I knew it was going to be bad. It was bad, the diagnosis was melanoma and it had spread beyond the margins; but it could have been worse. And I never want to think about that.
If you are receiving this email, I consider you someone who would not mind being supportive of this cause, my brother or me personally.
I appreciate the consideration.