TWO WEEKS AGO, I met a wonderful woman who is a three time cancer survivor turned triathlete. Dr. Andrene M. Taylor, PhD, has dedicated her life to empowering others to share their experiences to help other people. She is the president of ZuriWorks for Women’s Health. Her non-profit is putting cameras in the hands of women and teaching them how to use the cameras to give voice to their stories. Their goal: to inspire others to take control of their health and community.

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From August 15, 2013 to October 24, 2013, ZuriWorks is hosting the The Big Chop to Stop Cancer campaign. This campaign brings together leaders in the hair care industry, including Johnny Wright (Michelle Obama’s hairdresser) to cut women’s hair to raise cancer awareness. The hair will be donated to make wigs for women recovering from cancer.

In 2011, I lost my sister, Allison, to brain cancer. She was 43 and left behind a husband and four children. So when I was asked to support the efforts of ZuriWorks by writing this story about a husband and father who stood by his wife as she fought her battle with cancer, I was eager to do it. In her honor and for the women like her, PLEASE DONATE $10 TO ZuriWorks TODAY! Your support of their efforts is greatly appreciated. And now…the story.

The General Store

“Can I buy you an ice cream cone?” This was Herman Cannon’s opening line. This line would beautifully change the rest of his life. If you asked him if he knew what he was doing — if he planned it that way — he would resoundingly say, “YES! As beautiful as she was…YES!”

But he would have planned it a little differently.

It was an average day in Southwest Washington, DC in 1953. Herman was headed to the store. When he walked into the store, he saw this girl. She was with her brother, but that was not a deterrent because, as Herman put it, “She was a beautiful, beautiful girl.” Brown complexion…Indian looking…with big eyes. Herman was 17 years old.

“Can I buy you and ice cream cone?”

“Uhhh…no.” she replied, trying to avoid the awkwardness of her brother’s presence. Awkwardness? Whatever! Herman didn’t care. Like a gentleman, he backed off …for the moment.

But he remained on the hunt. He hung around the store…trying to time their departure. And when they left…so did he.zw_official_logo_small_donate “Can I walk with you to wherever you’re going?” Herman boldly asked. Her name was Ashbennett. She was 14 years old. She permitted him to walk with them.

They walked and talked until they came to the intersection where she had to cross the street to go home. There, they said their goodbyes…for the moment.

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