My 9 year old son came home from school, all excited because he could do something and make a difference.  He asked my best friend in the whole world, if we knew anyone that had cancer.  My Rhino replied that we did, as his very dear friend had just passed away a couple of weeks ago from cancer.  His name was Ken, and they found the cancer much too late.  His body was riddled with it from head to toe.

 

The Little Scientist had Rhino write the name down on a slip of paper so he could purchase a ribbon for a dollar at his school.  The ribbons would go on the wall.  The Little Scientist was especially excited because he was using his allowance money to pay for this ribbon. 

 

Later that night, the Little Scientist proudly showed the receipt to Rhino and asked, "Did Ken have breast cancer?"  He had purchased a pink ribbon in memory of Ken.

 

While Rhino and I had a good laugh over that, we knew that Ken was laughing harder than any of us.