I lost one of my friends to breast cancer.  Her name was Deborah Ann Hightower.  She was a great friwnd and we go back to the age 13.  Her father baptized me in the small lake in Memphis.  We became good friends.  She help me when I first wanted to work.  Deborah will be miss.  This cancer is among many cancers that have taken so many of my love ones.  My best  friend died when she was 17 from leukehemia and my brother died from the same cancer a few years ago.  Life goes on but it hard.