Thirteen years ago today my doctor told me I had stage-three colorectal cancer. That's not a conversation you plan for. When meeting with the surgeon for the first time he asked me about my medical history, and I told him that it had been pretty boring. He said, "Well that's about to change." None of us had any idea how right he was.
Jim Davis has defeated cancer four times already; and as a long-time lover of flying he had set the goal of celebrating life by taking a cancer survivor with him in his plane in each of the lower 48 states. Yesterday I was privileged to go up with Jim to become his 47th passenger.