Knowing Ed meant knowing the water. Salt or fresh, choppy or calm, cold or super cold....he was always in it....having "a hoot".
Growing up, he held us kids by the ankle to dunk our heads in cold rivers during hikes in the Wild West. He tried (key word, they sunk) building wooden skimboards for our family play time in Maine. I can't recall the number of "No Subject" emails from Dad with photos of Walden Pond at sunrise where he trained for Swim Across America eight years in a row.
Even the day we were told by doctors that Dad had Glioblastoma, the most aggressive form of brain cancer in August 2015, we returned to Maine to have body-surfing competitions, toss the frisbee on the wide flat beach, and munch on fresh Ed's Organics-inspired bruschetta on the porch.
Cancer is not an all-encompassing word, as we all know that it takes many different shapes and paths. My mother was diagnosed with Stage 1 Breast Cancer in May 2016, and I am proud (and incredibly blessed) to say she is a Survivor. Yet some of the most critical conversations throughout these experiences were knowing the options. Feeling like science is making progress towards understanding cancer cells in different environments (brain vs. breast), and how to effectively target and heal your body and mind. Swim Across America not only fundraises for an incredibly worthy cause, it builds on the cancer conversation. It shouldn't be scary, we should openly share stories, wins and losses, and lessons learned so our world can maybe be different for others.
Join me in the conversation. Join me in the fundraising for new science technology. Join me in the salty, cold, choppy water of the Boston Harbor.
Check should be made out to Swim Across America but please include a note mentioning my name as the swimmer you are supporting!