No, not me, Terry Fox, The Canadian Champion. You haven’t heard of him. Well then you need to see him in action. Terry Fox: Well, let me share some excerpts from his organization’s page. He truly is a hero.
” Terry Stanley Fox was born July 28, 1958, in Winnipeg, Manitoba and was named after uncles on both sides of the family. He had an older brother Fred and a younger brother and sister, Darrell and Judith… Terry’s mother Betty recalled that as a toddler he stacked wooden blocks tirelessly. If they tumbled down, he’d try again and again until they stayed in place. Terry developed patience, too. As a child he loved games that lasted a long time. ” Terry Stanley Fox was born July 28, 1958, in Winnipeg, Manitoba and was named after uncles on both sides of the family. He had an older brother Fred and a younger brother and sister, Darrell and Judith…Terry was enthusiastic about sports and worked hard in every game… Terry believed the key to his success was his mental toughness. He had learned that training in junior high school as a cross-country runner, in the long hours playing one-on-one, and on the rugby field where his opponents would happily trample him into the mud. He had also learned it at home, where the friendly fisticuffs on the couch were replaced by lively, sometimes stormy, always stubborn debates over cards, over who was the best player in the National Hockey League, over anything.”
September 1, 1980 – It was a dull day in Northern Ontario when Terry Fox ran his last miles.He had started out strong that morning and felt confident. The road was lined with people shouting, “Don’t give up, you can make it!” words that spurred him and lifted his spirits. But after 18 miles he started coughing and felt a pain in his chest.Terry knew how to cope with pain. He’d run through it as he always had before; he’d simply keep going until the pain went away.
For 3,339 miles, from St John’s, Newfoundland, Canada’s eastern most city on the shore of the Atlantic, he’d run through six provinces and now was two-thirds of the way home. He’d run close to a marathon a day, for 143 days. No mean achievement for an able-bodied runner, an extraordinary feat for an amputee.Terry’s left leg was strong and muscular. His right was a mere stump fitted with an artificial limb made of fibreglass and steel. He’d lost the leg to cancer when he was 18.He was 22 now; curly haired, good-looking, sunburned. He was strong, willful and stubborn. His run, the Marathon of Hope, as he called it, a quixotic adventure across Canada that defied logic and common sense, was his way of repaying a debt.Terry believed that he had won his fight against cancer, and he wanted to raise money, $1 million perhaps, to fight the disease. There was a second, possibly more important purpose to his marathon; a man is not less because he has lost a leg, indeed, he may be more. Certainly, he showed there were no limits to what an amputee could do.He changed people’s attitude towards the disabled, and he showed that while cancer had claimed his leg, his spirit was unbreakable. His Marathon of Hope had started as an improbable dream – two friends, one to drive the van, one to run, a ribbon of highway, and the sturdy belief that they could perform a miracle.”
He found out he had cancer in his leg, had it amputated 4 days later and the night before, his high school coach brings him an article about an amputee runner. Terry never gave up. His goal was to raise $1 million and rid the world of cancer. He ran almost a marathon a DAY for 143 with a prosthesis! That, my friends, is determination, grit and mind over matter. He began his journey on April 12 (my birthday) 1980 (not my birth year!)
This young man did more for a nation in his young 22 years (1 month shy of 23), than many people do in their whole lives.
I do my best to honor this young man’s name because he is truly honorable man and I am proud to carry the same name and be a fighter against cancer.
Click on the links above to read the full story and help Terry Fox organization carry on his valiant efforts to rid this earth of cancer.