Joe Frazier was felled by a short bout with liver cancer.
Not by the violence of the heavyweight rounds, the kidney punches, or left hooks to the head. Cancer is what took him down.
You never know what's gonna get you. In the end, the obvious danger may not be the worst.
I've pasted a letter above my desk. It begins, "Your follow-up mammography examination showed an area that we believe is probably benign (not cancer)."
You never know what's gonna get you. So what do we do?
Step into the ring. Keep fighting.
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