I lost my father, David M. Goldstein, to pancreatic cancer in April 2002, just five months after his diagnosis. He was 64. His happy places were in his garage surrounded by his vast tool collection; in his pool where he would be a whale to the delight of his grandchildren; at the grill where everything was burned beyond recognition because he liked it well-done.
He was a successful self-made businessman, respected in his industry, well traveled, interested in everything, strong, energetic, and full of mischief. But he was no match for pancreatic cancer.
Pancreatic cancer has the lowest survival rate of all major cancers, at just 10%. This deadly disease has stolen our best and our brightest, but it can’t take away our determination.
I’ve stepped up to Wage Hope at PurpleStride, the walk to end pancreatic cancer.Will you help me rewrite the future of this disease by making a donation today?
Every dollar that you give ensures that the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network can continue working to improve outcomes for pancreatic cancer patients.
Purple ribbons aren’t enough. Please join me in the fight today.