Lots of you know, or know of, our friend Kevin, who was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins lymphoma the same week as the 9/11 attacks.
Instead of giving in, Kevin fought back. He underwent the terrible treatments and traded all his bad habits for healthy things like triathlons and butternut-squash soup.
He hasn't had a cocktail or a cigarette in years, and, frankly, has become a bloody bore, spending all his time on old-lady cruise ships with perverted porpoises, or porpoi, if you prefer. But we love him anyway.
The good news? He now tests clean for cancer.
This year, Kevin, who turns 40, is running the Boston Marathon to raise money for the AIDS Action Committee, where he works in Boston. The committee provides housing, legal assistance, social services and financial assistance for people who are sick -- an eminently worthy cause.
Let's face it. Almost no one with AIDS is lucky enough to die like Tom Hanks did in "Philadelphia," with lots of family and friends around in a nice private hospital room. The people the AAC helps are those who cannot pay their bills and have no one to help them. There but for the grace of... whoever you believe in. Any of us could be in that position with any number of horrible diseases.
You can make a donation online here and Kevin will be blogging his training as he gears up to torture his middle-aged carcass. I know it's right after Christmas and all, but we can all give up a couple of Starbucks for a week or two.
Besides, it'll be worth a donation just to watch him sweat his 40-year-old ass off!
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