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Terry L. Hicks

Petroleum Company, PTRE & C

11 D1 Bldg., Bartlesville, OK 74004

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Subject: Breast Cancer Awareness

A handsome, middle-aged man walked quietly into the cafe and sat down.

Before he ordered, he couldn't help but notice a group of younger men at the

table next to him. It was obvious they were making fun of something about

him, and it wasn't until he remembered he was wearing a small pink ribbon on

the lapel of his suit that he became aware of what the joke was all about.

The man brushed off the reaction as ignorance, but the younger men began to

get to him. He looked one of the rude men square in the eye, placed his hand

beneath the ribbon and asked, quizzically, " This? " .

With that the men all began to laugh out loud. The man he addressed said, as

he fought back laughter, " Hey, sorry man, but we were just commenting on how

pretty your little ribbon looks against your blue jacket! " The middle aged

man calmly motioned for the joker to come over to his table, and invited him

to sit down. As uncomfortable as he was, the guy obliged, not really sure

why. In a soft voice, the middle aged man said, " I wear this ribbon to bring

awareness about breast cancer. I wear it in my mother's honor. " " Oh, sorry

dude.

She died of breast cancer? " " No, she didn't. She's alive and well. But her

breasts nourished me as an infant, and were a soft resting place for my head

when I was scared or lonely as a little boy. I'm very grateful for my

mother's breasts, and her health. " " Umm " , the stranger replied, " yeah " . And

I wear this ribbon to honor my wife " , the middle aged man went on. " And

she's okay, too? " , the other guy asked. " Oh, yes. She's fine. Her breasts

have been a great source of loving pleasure for both of us, and with them she

nurtured and nourished our beautiful daughter 23 years ago. I am grateful

for my wife's breasts, and for her health. " " Uh huh. And I guess you wear it

to honor your daughter, also? " " No. It's too late to honor my daughter by

wearing it now. My daughter died of breast cancer one month ago. She

thought she was too young to have breast cancer, so when she accidentally

noticed a small lump, she ignored it. She thought that since it wasn't

painful, it must not be anything to worry about. " Shaken and ashamed, the

now sober stranger said, " Oh, man, I'm so sorry mister " .

" So, in my daughter's memory, too, I proudly wear this little ribbon, which

allows me the opportunity to enlighten others. Now, go home and talk to your

wife and your daughters, your mother and your friends.

And here . . . " The middle-aged man reached in his pocket and handed the

other man a little pink ribbon. The guy looked at it, slowly raised his head

and asked, " Can ya help me put it on? "

This is breast cancer awareness month. Do regular breast self-exams and have

annual mammograms if you are a woman over the age of 40.

And encourage those women you love to do the same. Please send this on to

anyone you would like to remind of the importance of breast cancer awareness.

A CANDLE LOSES NOTHING BY LIGHTING ANOTHER CANDLE.

This one I do ask that you send on.

[Guest guest]

Hey, hope you all don't mind me forwarding this along but I thought it had a

nice message and conveyed just how important our breasts really are.

Fawn