Cancer Sucks

GIBS Cancer Sucks! Campaign


In 2015, the Gibs Grooming family was hit directly when Big Smooth’s wife, Steph, was diagnosed with a unique form of cancer. Mike was the best father he could be for his kids and the ultimate advocate for the woman he loved. Last fall, Steph lost her life and everyone on Team GIBS lost a friend. And a little bit of their heart . 

 

 

 

Upon Steph's diagnosis, we created this space. We knew we weren't alone, and we knew so many others had "Stephs" in their lives they need to celebrate. Cancer doesn't affect its victim. It riles a family and ripples through friends, coworkers, a network and even a young brand's social media.

 

Steph is gone, but her spirit is not. We've used this page to raise money for cancer awareness and talk about losses and survival and tears and tragedy. That's the silver lining. So the page stays. Your stories honoring your Stephs are welcomed and encouraged. 

 

I am a cancer kid, my father beat prostate cancer twice. My mother had a 70% percent chance of dying from breast cancer. She beat it.  Movember, No Shave November, Pink Ribbons and more...

 

We at GIBS Grooming are those true stories. There is not a single hand you can shake today which hasn’t been touched by cancer. Let's keep talking about it. 



Cancer sucks. Cancer sucks big time.

 

 - Gib

 

Cancer Sucks! (And So Do Cigarettes)- Chad Greenig

In just over the last decade, I've lost three family members to cancer. Sadly, all 3 of them were...

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Cancer Sucks! (And So Do Cigarettes)- Chad Greenig

In just over the last decade, I've lost three family members to cancer. Sadly, all 3 of them were lung cancer, due to smoking, in which they could still be alive today if they would've stopped when it was detected early on.

My Grandmother was the first to go, and she had cancer of the lungs 3 times before she passed. She was a great influence in my life, and I know she was always happy to know that I am highly allergic to cigarettes, and that I wouldn't be like most of my family, smoking their life away.

My Uncle was the next to go from lung cancer. Him and I weren't close for most of my life, as he was a mean dude, but as I got older, him and I started to share a bond of music and cars. I was at my Grandfather's house a few days before my Uncle passed, and he seemed to be doing well, probably the meds. A few days later, he passed away in his sleep on the couch. I got to the house where the family was, just minutes after he passed, and I remember thinking how I wish there was more time for us to share.

Lastly, my Grandfather passed not long ago. He didn't keep in contact with the family for a few years, and never let us know he was dying of the same vicious cancer that took his wife and son.

Cancer sucks in so many ways, and although I am blessed to be allergic to cigarettes, I still have a hatred towards them for losing family. I honestly feel that this particular cancer will hit another family member at some point, as many of them are hardcore smokers. It makes it hard to be around smokers in general, but the death that it causes is substantial. Cancer Sucks!

P.S. Thanks for being such a caring company. It truly means a lot.

- Chad Greenig

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My Pappy - Joe Sites

This story is about my grandfather, Pappy.

He was a hard-working husband, father, and grandfather. He was rough around the...

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My Pappy - Joe Sites

This story is about my grandfather, Pappy.

He was a hard-working husband, father, and grandfather. He was rough around the edges, but you always knew that he loved his family. Christmas time was always special to him. Grandma and Pappy always went all-out, decorating the inside and outside of their home, and we had such a wonderful time every Christmas Eve with the entire family at their home.

Unfortunately, he had two major vices, drinking and smoking. He was always careful to go outside to smoke when we were around, but despite constant nagging to get him to quit, he smoked up until his last day. After years of suffering, a combination of emphyzema, lung cancer, and liver disease took him from us, and in a way, took some of the joy of Christmas along with him.

Christmas Eve family get togethers have never been the same since he passed away 10 years ago. The only good to have come from his cancer is that most of the smokers in my family have quit, and none of the grandchildren have taken up the habit.

So, F*CK CANCER for taking away a bit of Christmas joy, and my Pappy.

- Joe Sites

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Keep on Fighting! - Josh Figueroa

My aunt gracie got breast cancer 3 years ago.

My family wasn't so close, but this brought all of us closer...

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Keep on Fighting! - Josh Figueroa

My aunt gracie got breast cancer 3 years ago.

My family wasn't so close, but this brought all of us closer together, and, as sad as this is, it was beautiful seeing my family stick together and cheer my aunt.

Unfortunately she lost her breasts, but beat cancer. God bless all of you and f*ck cancer! Keep on fighting!

- Josh Figueroa

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One Tough Old Lady! - "Wero" Ismael Rodriguez

So my gmom, 84 years old, has breast cancer, has been fighting it, and has taken chemo! The doctor told ...

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One Tough Old Lady! - "Wero" Ismael Rodriguez

So my gmom, 84 years old, has breast cancer, has been fighting it, and has taken chemo! The doctor told her her heart was too weak to keep going, but guess what, she went home, got strong again, and is now on the road again to beat it! One tough old lady!

- "Wero" Ismael Rodriguez

 

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Cancer-Free & Strong as Ever! - Kari Wessel

In April of 2010, my Aunt Kathy was diagnosed with breast cancer. I thought how could this happen to her? ...

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Cancer-Free & Strong as Ever! - Kari Wessel

In April of 2010, my Aunt Kathy was diagnosed with breast cancer. I thought how could this happen to her? She does not deserve to go through this. Kathy is an amazing mother, aunt, grandma, sister and daughter. She is so selfless and beautiful I was devastated to hear the news.

Today, I am a proud niece knowing that she is cancer-free and enjoying every second she has with her family. She is so brave and strong, I am so proud of her and I love her so much.

Kari Wessel, Dinuba, California

#GibsGirl, Aspiring Barber and CosmoProf Employee

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F*ck Cancer - Justin Underwood

F*CK CANCER. No, seriously. F*ck it. It is one of the most demeaning, worthless and lethal things on this planet....

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F*ck Cancer - Justin Underwood

F*CK CANCER. No, seriously. F*ck it. It is one of the most demeaning, worthless and lethal things on this planet. Famine. War. Disease. Cancer. It ranks up there among some of the worst things to ever happen to us as a civilization, as people, as a world. Some say it is what we are ingesting into our bodies, some say that it is the lives that we are living, and others say that it is just genetics. Pretty much, we are damned if we do, and damned if we don't. That is not the outlook that I have on this. We can rise against it, come together as one world, and wipe it off of this planet once and for all.

I have had a string of women in my family who have had the "curse" of breast cancer. Three generations in a row have had this bestowed upon them. My great grandmother had a partial double mastectomy when I was very young. While this did affect her in some ways, she did live to be well into her 80's. Not once did I ever see her seem upset, sad or down because of the hand that she was dealt. My grandmother had a double mastectomy a few years back. She has done ok with this transition, I am sure that it carries it's own challenges, but she takes it all in stride. My mother, who seems to have the gene handed down to her from her mother, from which it was handed down to her from her mother. She had a partial mastectomy. I remember when this first happened, the fear and unknowing in her eyes. She tried to be strong, and tell us that it was going to be ok. She had no idea though. She was a single mother raising two boys, yet she tried to keep us without worry, while she herself was full of doubt.

My wife's side of the family has had a similar fate. Her grandmother, who lived to be 94, had several different types of cancer. She had pre-cervical cancer, and kidney cancer. She passed away almost a year ago today. Crazy to think that she is no longer with us, that cancer possibly got the best of her. She had the appetite of a trucker, eating hot dogs at least once a week for years, and she started smoking at the age of 16. She smoked for almost 70-some years, yet it was not lung cancer that got her.

My wife, my soul mate and my world, has had a few scares of her own. She has had two different types of pre-cancer before the age of 30. She is the strongest, most headstrong and giving person that I know. For her to have to battle this twice before reaching 30 is scary. Heather (or h as I affectionately call her), always being the strong willed and determined person that she is, has defeated this dreadful disease twice.

Our daughter is 19 months old. She is but a wee lassie. It scares me to think that she could have the genes passed down from both sides, that it could one day affect her as well. I am a Papa Bear when it comes to Afton Love, and would do anything in this world that I can to ease her pain, take away her worries, and make her life easier.

Cancer, I would like to sincerely say this to you. I believe that I speak for everyone in this world when I say this. F*CK OFF. GO AWAY.

One love,

j.

Justin Underwood, Waynesboro, VA

#GIBSGuy

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Cancer Sucks, Let's Kick Its Ass - Derek Rohde

My mom just had a run in with skin cancer. She had a mole checked out that was a bit weird looking....

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Cancer Sucks, Let's Kick Its Ass - Derek Rohde

My mom just had a run in with skin cancer. She had a mole checked out that was a bit weird looking. She had it biopsied and removed, and is now continuously going to the doctor for checkups... She is now the queen of sunscreen!

If you see something, go get it checked out, early detection can save. So if you notice some changes in your body or with your skin, please go get checked. Cancer sucks, let's kick its ass.

Shortly after this, my father-in-law was diagnosed with kidney cancer. While my wife and I were away at grad school, he took a turn for the worse. We drove home, but he passed before we could get there... On my wifes birthday. I cannot imagine her sadness. He was a great man.

- Derek Rohde

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Screw Cancer - Brandon Cover

Screw Cancer

The term "cancer" is just nasty as hell-

Attacking- the body, the mind, the soul.

Caused by uncontrolled...

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Screw Cancer - Brandon Cover

Screw Cancer

The term "cancer" is just nasty as hell-

Attacking- the body, the mind, the soul.

Caused by uncontrolled splitting of a cell,

it's wrath will be felt and will, take a toll.

I too, as most, have felt cancers strong wrath-

not through my body, but that of a friend.

A man with a name and unforeseen path,

cancer did kill him, Joe fought till the end.

As with all it's victims, it's just not fair-

through family and friends he'll always be here.

No pity for Joe, he'd say "don't you dare."

Still wishing I'd see him for one last beer.

Screw cancer! Prayers sent to all in it's way-

and Joe, I'll see you in heaven someday.

-Brandon Cover, York, Pennsylvania

#OfficialGIBSGuy #ScrewCancer

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Bearded, a Grandfather & a Veteran - Joshua Davis

My grandfather, Aubrey Almond, was a great man.

He served 22 years in the United States Air Force,...

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Bearded, a Grandfather & a Veteran - Joshua Davis

My grandfather, Aubrey Almond, was a great man.

He served 22 years in the United States Air Force, and 19 years making rounds, from .22 cal to .50 cal, at a local weapons manufacturer. He was one of the smartest men I know, and had a glorious beard. He was the main reason why I enlisted in to the United States Army.

Going into my 3rd enlisted year, he was struck with pancreatic cancer and fought for 9 months before he lost his life. He is always missed and always loved.

He was the man who taught me how to be a great man. I still visit him everytime I go home.

- Joshua Davis

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Keep on Fighting! - Josh Figueroa

My aunt gracie got breast cancer 3 years ago.

My family wasn't so close, but this brought all of us closer...

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Keep on Fighting! - Josh Figueroa

My aunt gracie got breast cancer 3 years ago.

My family wasn't so close, but this brought all of us closer together, and, as sad as this is, it was beautiful seeing my family stick together and cheer my aunt.

Unfortunately she lost her breasts, but beat cancer. God bless all of you and f*ck cancer! Keep on fighting!

- Josh Figueroa

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I Will See Him Again - Jeremy Alexander

So about three years ago my younger brother, at the age of 27, was diagnosed with melanoma after his mole,...

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I Will See Him Again - Jeremy Alexander

So about three years ago my younger brother, at the age of 27, was diagnosed with melanoma after his mole, from his childhood, one day fell off, even after getting it checked out and it being all good.

Well then, all of a sudden, two months later, a lump pops up under his right armpit area. Then it was all downhill really fast from there, with numerous trips to the cross cancer hospital. Wow, what an emotional roller coaster!

Well then one day my mom needed help getting him to the hospital, which sadly was a horrible visit. Because that was when the hammer came down, and him only having 24-48 hours. So yes, cancer can screw off lol..

I just thank god for the time we had together and that I will one day see him again...

- Jeremy Alexander

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My Aunt Peg - Terry Sutton Jr.

My story is of my Aunt Peg.

She battled not once, but twice. The first time was breast cancer, leaving her to have her ...

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My Aunt Peg - Terry Sutton Jr.

My story is of my Aunt Peg.

She battled not once, but twice. The first time was breast cancer, leaving her to have her breasts removed. She fought long and hard, and eventually, finally, she succumbed to cancer of the liver, on July 29, 2005. Five days after my 33rd birthday and, ironically, on my grandmother's birthday on my fathers side.

Thank You for letting me share my story.

- Terry Sutton Jr.

#fuckcancer #BeardsForBreasts #teampink

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One Last Fight - Jesse Smith

Recently, as in within this month, we found that my dad (age 52) has Lung Cancer. The tumor growing at the top of his...

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One Last Fight - Jesse Smith

Recently, as in within this month, we found that my dad (age 52) has Lung Cancer. The tumor growing at the top of his lung is pushing up against his airway making it a struggle to breathe. We were told that if not treated fast, either the cancer will kill him, or he will suffocate and die.

My dad is single handedly the strongest man I've ever known, and will ever know. The man has survived 2 heart attacks and is still kicking. I remember him telling me that he has one good fight left in him, in case a burgler ever broke into our house, but I remember looking at him when we got the news, and saying, "Well dad. It's time to whip out that one last fight."

Although our battle has only begun, we have fought and conquered death twice now, and this next one will be no different than the rest.

- Jesse Smith

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Just Unfair - Christian Jordan

Hey all. My story didn't have many chapters until two months ago.

A friend's mother, who I saw often and seemed in...

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Just Unfair - Christian Jordan

Hey all. My story didn't have many chapters until two months ago.

A friend's mother, who I saw often and seemed in great health, was in for a check up and an 11 inch tumor was found in her abdomen. Within 6 Months of being in the hospital, she passed.

Two weeks ago, I learned my old landlord had passed. He was a strong man, late 60's, who also seemed in good health. He had become disoriented and confused. Unfortunately brain cancer was discovered. After four months, Don passed.

Just yesterday morning my wife called me at work. Another friend's mother, who we thought had won her fight with cancer and was on the road to good health, had also passed. It's just crazy to me. I went years without really dealing with cancer, and then to have three friends pass within a few months...

And today, just before I wrote this, I found out that my mother and father-in-laws dog lost his battle to cancer. Poor guy.

I hope someday this ugly disease is finally eliminated for good. Sad to watch people deteriorate so fast, and for their friends and family have to watch. Just unfair.

- Christian Jordan

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Fight That Hard - Steve Buchanan

My dad lost his fight to liver cancer, three very fast years ago, after previously defeating testicular cancer and...

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Fight That Hard - Steve Buchanan

My dad lost his fight to liver cancer, three very fast years ago, after previously defeating testicular cancer and having a natural born child (me). I learned after he passed that he was going to chemo while still continuing to work full time, and it just blew my mind, that he fought that hard.

I've learned so much about effort and fighting tooth and nail to get what you want in life from my father. So to anyone who is going through the fight right now, don't give in. Dig your heels in and put up your fist, 'cause you still got fight left in you, I know it!

Don't worry, I'll be right here, praying for you every step of the way.

- Steve Buchanan

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Fight Like Hell! - Zachariah Rippee

FIGHT LIKE HELL!

My dad was barely 20 when he was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. He and my mother were...

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Fight Like Hell! - Zachariah Rippee

FIGHT LIKE HELL!

My dad was barely 20 when he was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. He and my mother were newly married and I had just been born. The battle began. Surgery, chemotherapy, radiation. My earliest memory is of my mother telling me to "tell daddy goodbye, cause he might not be here in the morning"...

That will always be burned into my mind. That was about 28 years ago. It was burned into his mind also, because as he was laying there in a coma, he could hear us say our goodbyes. He was screaming to himself "I'm still here!" and he fought harder!

Now, every time someone gets sick in my family I fear that cancer has struck again. Since then my father has been through 5 total hip replacements, went blind in one eye, and has been diagnosed with diabetes and fibromyalgia. He has kept fighting.

He has also watched another son be born (a miracle his cancer doctors say should not have happened), watched both sons graduate, attended their weddings, and welcomed four (the fifth is on the way) grandchildren into his family. He has celebrated his 33rd wedding anniversary. Also, his sight has slowly came back. My father's story has turned happier than most. I am thankful for that. However, we offer our support and prayers to all who are fighting for their lives, and for the lives of their loved ones.

DON'T GIVE UP! FIGHT LIKE HELL!

And to those for whom the fight is over...we offer our love and condolences.

Zachariah Rippee

#ScrewCancer #GIBS4Steph

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My Father, William Sterling - Bryan Sterling

My father, William Sterling, was in a car accident on July 1. While being treated in the hospital it was ...

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My Father, William Sterling - Bryan Sterling

My father, William Sterling, was in a car accident on July 1. While being treated in the hospital it was discovered that my father had a giant basal cell carcanoma. Over the course of the next month he was tested and several difference diagnosis were made. Ultimately the doctors decided that surgery was the best option. He underwent a 28 hours surgery. During this time, the front of his skull, his left eye and a significant portion of the front of his brain were all found to be cancerous, and had to be removed. Three days after his surgery, he suffered a stroke in his brain stem. He passed away on August 12th. My father was 63.

William Boden Sterling, age 63 passed away peacefully on August 12, 2015. He was born February 2, 1952 in Pasadena, California. Bill attended Loyola High, received his BA in English from UCLA and his MA and Administrative Credential from Point Loma Nazarene College. He is survived by his best friend and partner of 44 years, Terry, an educator in BPUSD for 34 years; three sons, Bryan Sterling, Brett Sterling and Bryce Sterling. All three boys attended Baldwin Park Unified Schools. We cannot forget the countless extended family members from Baldwin Park and Glendale High Schools whose lives he touched. Bill taught at Baldwin Park High School from 1979 - 2007 then became an administrator in the Glendale Unified School District from 2007-2013.

He is missed and his death has left an incredible hole in my family's life. A memorial scholarship has been set up in his name. http://www.gofundme.com/26hg4rdf

- Bryan Sterling

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I Shared My Room - Anthony Navarrete

This story is of a strong woman who passed away from colon cancer.

My aunt was the happiest of most people. She...

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I Shared My Room - Anthony Navarrete

This story is of a strong woman who passed away from colon cancer.

My aunt was the happiest of most people. She would live her life day by day, always up early and going about her business. Even after the fact, when she found out about her cancer, she never let it get her down. She was the strongest woman I have ever known. She did not shed a tear, she did not complain, or want any one to feel bad for her. She lived by herself, so when the symptoms where to hard for her, I gave up my bed and room for her to rest in, in peace, and be around the family. For a month she stayed in my room, knowing her day was coming, and everyday she would get worse. I remember the last day she was able to speak she told me thank you for the room....

It has been 4 years since she has passed. It hurt my family a lot and it hasn't been the same without her, but I know she is up here smiling and having a good time.

- Anthony Navarrete

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My Son Would Have His Mother - Deborah Hood

I was diagnosed with cervical cancer in 1990....

My son was only 1 1/2 years old, and all I thought about ...

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My Son Would Have His Mother - Deborah Hood

I was diagnosed with cervical cancer in 1990....

My son was only 1 1/2 years old, and all I thought about was my son growing up without a mother...

I worked through it knowing my son WAS...YES...WAS... going today grow up with HIS mother!

- Deborah Hood

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You Got This - Elizabeth Pakosta

My dad would’ve been 85 last week if lung cancer didn’t devour him 22 years ago. Louie was the love of my life, a...

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You Got This - Elizabeth Pakosta

My dad would’ve been 85 last week if lung cancer didn’t devour him 22 years ago. Louie was the love of my life, a flawed hero who could do no wrong in my eyes. The wrongs were there, but a daughter’s rose colored glasses are merciful. My father was a cement finisher his entire life; even undergoing chemo, he'd grab “rad” jobs on the side for much-needed cash. He never used an alarm clock and scribbled bids on a napkin at the bar, which he frequented daily. I miss him every second of every day.

Louie would die in my arms, two years after I was married, and five years before I became a mother. I’d kept Willie Nelson piped in his hospice room those last few days and when it was time to take his brother back to the airport, I asked my father, who had been unconscious for days, to wait for me to get back, or to do it right then and there. I told him it was ok to go, I got this. So he turned his head and he went. It was a magical, heartbreakingly beautiful moment to hold a body as a soul departs. A man who busted his ass his entire life and survived three back surgeries, alcoholism and a severe truck accident would be broken himself not by something physical, but something that ate him from the inside on a cellular level. I was 26.

My dad’s parents were fresh-off-the-boat immigrants. They had 11 kids on a dairy farm in Wisconsin. Four of those children would die of cancer, all in row, clustered towards the bottom of the kid heap, one by one. Breast cancer took Aunt Teddy first. Then my pops. Then his brother, Chuck, and finally, a few years ago, my beloved Uncle Gus. Gus had been a barber his entire life, and manned the clippers until shortly before he died in his mid 80s. My grandmother would live to be nearly 100, only to see three of her 11 children succumb to The Big C.

A few weeks ago, the first grandchild of my dad’s band of brothers and three sisters succumbed to brain cancer. My cousin Michael fought it for three years. He was 62.

The first friend I lost to cancer was Christopher. He was gay, hispanic and Republican; I used to joke I had all the minority groups represented in one single buddy. We met fittingly, when he was the information specialist at the library and I was a fresh, young reporter looking for information. We fell madly in friend love. He was one of the wittiest, smartest men I knew; brain cancer devoured that incredible mind a few years ago. It was Chris’ death that spurred me to take my life in my hands for the first time in a long time. He set me on a collision course with life. I wish every day that he could see me now.

You could say cancer runs in my family. It’s in my blood thanks to genetics. It’s in my heart thanks to people like Chris, and my friend, Paula, who fought breast cancer, and won, without even telling anyone. And I feel it in my bones. I feel it every day when I see my son, who got his middle name from my father’s first, and his love for fishing, just like the grandfather he’d never meet, the one who had to troll the stream for trout just to eat. And I see it in my daughter, who gets her middle name from my mom’s first, and her knack for physical comedy, the same kind of silly stuff that made everyone fall in love with her grandfather. The one she’d never meet.

If it weren’t for cancer, my kids would’ve known a grandfather that built things in his sleep, a simple man who was raised not to waste a thing and thus would finish off everyone’s plates at a restaurant. A big, strong, ferocious man my girlfriends would find sitting in his recliner in tighty whities and an undershirt because his work clothes were too dirty for the house. A man who loved Westerns and chasing farts around the house, catching them in his hands, then throwing them in your face like they were live ammunition.

My dad taught me how to hang drywall at 18. My Uncle Gus taught my son how to fish the stream on the farm. My friend Chris taught me how to be more of a woman in his death than I ever was in his life. These are the moments that power me through life. But I freaking hate cancer for the holes it has bored through me. I dream of the someday my kids, or my kids’ kids, won’t have to feel like a slice of Swiss cheese, down in their bones and down in their hearts, because something they couldn’t see or understand ate someone they loved.

I cry for Team Gibs just as I would cry for my own family because their story is also mine. I hope you share yours here, too. Our words won’t kill cancer, only our actions, our donations and our advocacy and research will. But words sure as hell mean something to someone fighting for their life. And to that, I say, Steph, you go girl. You got this.

Elizabeth Pakosta, Walnut Creek, California

#GibsGirl

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My Mother Was A Warrior -Jeremy Macapagal

Cancer sucks, because 1 year ago January 10th, is the day that it claimed the life of my mother.

My mother...

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My Mother Was A Warrior -Jeremy Macapagal

Cancer sucks, because 1 year ago January 10th, is the day that it claimed the life of my mother.

My mother was the heart and soul of my family, the proverbial rock. She fought cancer for 3 years, a rare form of liver cancer at stage 4. 2 and half years ago, we were preparing for the worst. But the warrior that she was, she fought it off to being stable!! Stable for almost a year, we thought things were on the up and up. It was just a tease. The cancer came back stronger but in a different area. They tried chemo, and other therapies. They just wouldn't work. So they finally decided to put her in clinical trials. Unfortunately they didn't work either.

I've never know anyone like her to fight something off so horrible, only for it to come back. I try to tell myself that she didn't loose her battle, or that it didn't claim her. More so that she was tired, and it was her time to rest. Basically leave it in God's hands and he would guide the way. I miss her very much. Every day is new to me without having her around.

But life as funny as it is... We were blessed with a daughter a short time after. Now my mother looks over us every day. And has been the guardian for our daughter. Bitter sweet, but life has a way of balancing out. With one life gone another comes. So when it comes down to it, CANCER STILL F****IN SUCKS

- Jeremy Macapagal

Mucks Cuts

Coquitlam, British Columbia, Canada

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I Will Always Admire My Sister - David Chamberlin

Hello bearded brethren,

I am here to share the story of my beautiful sister, Mindy. She was...

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I Will Always Admire My Sister - David Chamberlin

Hello bearded brethren,

I am here to share the story of my beautiful sister, Mindy. She was diagnosed with brain cancer in July 2014. She was a fighter, she took it head on, and had it removed. In spite of the difficulties with the removal of a brain tumor, she fought on, even in spite of the stoke that hit her in February. Shortly after that though, the tumor returned, and on September 14th, it sadly took my sister.

I cherish her and admire the fight she put up. I will always admire her for that, and the life she lived prior. I will always remember her, and the life she inspired in me.

- David Chamberlin

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I Will See Him Again - Jeremy Alexander

So about three years ago my younger brother, at the age of 27, was diagnosed with melanoma after his mole,...

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I Will See Him Again - Jeremy Alexander

So about three years ago my younger brother, at the age of 27, was diagnosed with melanoma after his mole, from his childhood, one day fell off, even after getting it checked out and it being all good.

Well then, all of a sudden, two months later, a lump pops up under his right armpit area. Then it was all downhill really fast from there, with numerous trips to the cross cancer hospital. Wow, what an emotional roller coaster!

Well then one day my mom needed help getting him to the hospital, which sadly was a horrible visit. Because that was when the hammer came down, and him only having 24-48 hours. So yes, cancer can screw off lol..

I just thank god for the time we had together and that I will one day see him again...

- Jeremy Alexander

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I Won't Stop Until Cancer Doesn't Exist - Miguel Martinez

Hello,

My name is Miguel, I am a cancer survivor. I was 21 when I was diagnosed with...

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I Won't Stop Until Cancer Doesn't Exist - Miguel Martinez

Hello,

My name is Miguel, I am a cancer survivor. I was 21 when I was diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma, which was 5 years ago. One of the 4 tumors was actually wrapped around my spine, hindering me ability to walk, and made me completely numb from the waist down.

It took me 11 months to walk on my own again, no crutches or walker. I essentially had to re-learn to walk. Aside from not being able to walk, I had to deal with chemo, radiation, and all the crazy things that stem from that. Hairloss, bloating, all the different medications, bloodwork, bone marrow tests... I can go on forever.

For me, chemo lasted 7 months, once every two weeks. It was awful, but I powered through it. That was by far the most difficult thing I'd ever dealt with in my life. But I always kept a positive attitude. I also had an amazing support system helping me keep that positive energy.

Once I was in remission, I signed up for Relay For Life, then joined the committee for the next two years. It almost feels like my duty, as a survivor, to help other cancer patients. You can't imagine what it feels like to be told that you have cancer. My goal with joining the RFL was to make a difference, which I'm constantly doing because I won't stop until cancer doesn't exist any more. That's what I love about you guys, and this campaign. It really means a lot to me, but also to countless others.

Thank you for letting me share my story!

- Miguel Martinez

 

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Cancer is Ugly - Lucas Donlon

The ugly disease of breast cancer tore me down but ultimately picked me up and made me a stronger person. You’re...

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Cancer is Ugly - Lucas Donlon

The ugly disease of breast cancer tore me down but ultimately picked me up and made me a stronger person. You’re probably asking yourself why or how? It’s all due to my mom, who battled this disease for many years. Penny Lee Donlon was taken from us all too early on March 17th 1997, at only 47 years old.

I spent many years pissed off at the world, God and many others. I had amazing support from friends and family but nothing could fill the void that was left in my life. I was a momma's boy (I will admit it), we just always had that connection. What I admired about my mom was she never complained or asked why, she just took it one day at a time. No matter how bad she was feeling she was always helping others and putting her struggles on the back burner. One time she was at a camp with kids and she was feeling awful; that didn't stop her from making a difference in kids’ lives. She would just go throw up then come back like nothing ever happened!

I wish I could be half the person she was. I am still learning from her as I go back and go through memories she has left with me. I continually look at the legacy she left and the many lives she helped mold. She was a fighter and fought to the very end! As I battle an illness, I always look back on how she handled things and try to emulate it, if she could it why can't I?

If you’re reading this and you’re battling this ugly disease, I challenge you to fight and make a difference! This disease can be beat and you're going to be the one to beat it. Continue to love, cherish and make a difference to those around you. You never know how you might be able to help someone else.

Lucas Donlon, Winter Springs, Florida

#GIBSGuy #OriginalGIBSGuy

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ScrewCancer - Jeremy Gonzales

3 people in my life have beat some form of cancer.

My aunt had leukemia as a kid and beat it, my wifes grandmother beat ...

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ScrewCancer - Jeremy Gonzales

3 people in my life have beat some form of cancer.

My aunt had leukemia as a kid and beat it, my wifes grandmother beat breast cancer twice, and a very good friend of mine beat leukemia twice. These are some very strong and rear people I have around me. Without knowing it, they've taught me an invaluable lesson on how to be strong when facing hardships and appreciate everything you have in life.

Sarah Gonzales, Nancy Garren, Robert Fuji Zeboski: these are people who inspire me to be great!

- Jeremy Gonzalez

#ScrewCancer

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My Mom Beat Cancer's Ass - Chris Vastardis

I will never forget the day my mom called me in the morning to tell me. I was working in a quarry and I...

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My Mom Beat Cancer's Ass - Chris Vastardis

I will never forget the day my mom called me in the morning to tell me. I was working in a quarry and I remember it being cold, which was usually par for the course. I saw my mom was calling and I remember being busy but thinking it was odd for her to be calling so I answered. She started to tell me that she had her yearly exam and that they had found a lump and that they were concerned.

I remember hearing her words but not really believing them, almost convincing myself it was not true and that I couldn't lose my mom so young. I had a son she needed to see grow up and another on the way and I just refused to hear it. I then said what everyone says: “So what now?” I was angry and sad and worried all at the same time. So I told her I loved her and I had to go.

Skip ahead weeks, days, months. My mom ended up not having to go through chemo, as they caught it early enough. She just needed quite a few radiation treatments, which was a tough time for her; it made her tired and she couldn't spend the time she was used to with my oldest.

Skip ahead to the day we find that she’s cancer free and the feeling of relief and anxiousness is gone but never forgotten. My mom lives a normal life today but always has the knowledge and fear that cancer could always return. We thank God every day she’s still here with us and never take for granted He kept her here to show us the love and care she always did.

She is my mom and she beat its ass, but there’s so many that didn't and still fight it today. We never stop praying and hope they continue to fight the good fight.

This is me and my mom, Cindy. But I call her Sidney or Roosky. Or Badger when she's being snappy. She rocks.

Chris Vastardis, Spring Grove, Pennsylvania

#GIBSGuy

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Cancer Really Sucks! - Tyler Williams

My story is about my grandfather.

He was an amazing husband, brother, dad and grandfather. He died in the late...

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Cancer Really Sucks! - Tyler Williams

My story is about my grandfather.

He was an amazing husband, brother, dad and grandfather. He died in the late 80s of cancer. At the time, he was running for president of the Sheriff's office, was a motorcycle cop, and an HPD sheriff. My grandfather was very close to his community and a lot of people knew about him.

My grandfather, Charles C. Correll Sr., left behind my grandmother, my uncle and aunt, and my mother, who was only 16 at the time. It was a very hard time, especially because, in that day and age, cancer wasn't known about as much as it is now, which means he spent most of his dying days in pain. He went from being a well known cop in Houston, to hiding in a house, because he was so deathly ill..

Moral of the story is that CANCER REALLY SUCKS!!!

- Tyler Williams

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I Will Always Admire My Sister - David Chamberlin

Hello bearded brethren,

I am here to share the story of my beautiful sister, Mindy. She was...

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I Will Always Admire My Sister - David Chamberlin

Hello bearded brethren,

I am here to share the story of my beautiful sister, Mindy. She was diagnosed with brain cancer in July 2014. She was a fighter, she took it head on, and had it removed. In spite of the difficulties with the removal of a brain tumor, she fought on, even in spite of the stoke that hit her in February. Shortly after that though, the tumor returned, and on September 14th, it sadly took my sister.

I cherish her and admire the fight she put up. I will always admire her for that, and the life she lived prior. I will always remember her, and the life she inspired in me.

- David Chamberlin

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Guardian Angels - James Massey

Its been about 18 months since my brother passed away from lung cancer, and going on 10 years since my mother passed...

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Guardian Angels - James Massey

Its been about 18 months since my brother passed away from lung cancer, and going on 10 years since my mother passed from brain and lung cancer. It really sucked going through some of the most important times of my life, as young adult in high school, without my mom, but luckily I had an older brother to guide me.

I have grown to learn that I have not lost family members, but that I have gained guardian angels. I know now that, every step in life, I have someone on each side of me.

Last night I saw a facebook post that really hurt the heart. My 11 year old nephew wished his dad could be here for his birthday, and that he could see him one more time. I hate that he was taken away from his son so soon, and I wish my nephew could feel the way I feel about always having him by his side. I know that, being young, that is just about impossible, but I pray he stays strong.

David you will always have your Dad and Grandma by your side, on every path you take. Your father loved you more than you will ever know. Whenever you are down, I promise your dad is right there by your side buddy. I know it's hard, but even when your father was going through his tough time, he always thanked God and smiled.

Love,

Uncle James

- James Massey

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(Joe is) A Damn Good Man - Laura Bunyan

It's not my story, but my boyfriend Joe's (@inkedupjoe).

We started dating over a year ago. I have 4 children ...

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(Joe is) A Damn Good Man - Laura Bunyan

It's not my story, but my boyfriend Joe's (@inkedupjoe).

We started dating over a year ago. I have 4 children and he has 1. Prior to us ever meeting, he was diagnosed with throat cancer. It was a rough road, but with treatment, he beat it. He still gets checked every 6 months.

It's not much of a story, but I am so grateful to have ever met him, let alone share a home and life with him and our kids. He's such an amazing, hard working man and, as tough as his past has been, I'm thankful for it. It is what brought him to be the damn good man he is today.

He and his Nor Cal Bearded Villain brothers participated in the Relay for Life in Rocklin, CA on October 1. He is also the team captain. I don't know where he finds the time or energy to get it all done. Between work, home and our kids, it's one hell of a thing to take on. But he's committed and a fighter.

Thanks so much for reading! Have a bees knees day y'all! ❤️❤️❤️

- Laura Bunyan

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My Little Brother Is My Hero - Kohl Beebe

In May of 1997 my family changed drastically.

I officially became a big brother and, being 11 at the time,...

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My Little Brother Is My Hero - Kohl Beebe

In May of 1997 my family changed drastically.

I officially became a big brother and, being 11 at the time, I didn't realize how much my little brother would change my life. Over the years we watched Anthony grow up and go through the normal small child stages; the terrable two's, the "I want to be a firefighter", then "I want to be a cowboy", then "I want to be spiderman".

Then 3 months and 3 days just shy of his 6th bday the news came. It was A.L.L. (acute lymphocytic leukemia). That was the first time in my life that I have ever seen my dad cry. Anthony did his treatments, and went through the struggles that the cancer brought on, and three long and painful years later, he was cleared and in remission.

Now today, he is 18, driving fast cars like big brother and dad, and on his way to a very successful paintball career. He also has teamed up with a few of his sponsors in the sport and fully endorses his "Cancer Sucks" campaign everywhere he goes.

So some people may have a super hero or a movie star or a musician as a hero; I have a little brother as mine.

Thank you for the time and let's all rally together and show our support for The GIBS family and beat this thing!

- Kohl Beebe

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Stay Positive - Joshua Marshall

Over the past year I've had two very close people to me affected by cancer.

The first one would be my Aunt JoJo. She...

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Stay Positive - Joshua Marshall

Over the past year I've had two very close people to me affected by cancer.

The first one would be my Aunt JoJo. She was diagnosed with breast cancer and ended up having a double mastectomy. She is still going through aggressive chemo. She has lost all her hair, and through all the pain and endless doctors appointments and hospital visits, she has remained upbeat and never lost her positive outlook. We don't know the end of her story yet, but I hope it's a happy one. I spent many years growing up out on her farm and, being one of my moms 4 sisters and also my godmother, she was like a second mother to me. I have so much love for this wonderful woman and I hope she wins her battle against it.

The second person would be my father. The day I found out he had colon cancer I was absolutely devastated. He had a softball size tumor removed, and had emergency surgery, in which they removed his colon and a good amount of his lower intestines. The doctors were very honest about the severity and I realized that the man that has always been there for me may be gone forever within the month. I can not speak highly enough about the doctors he had. Because of them my father is still here. He's about to finish up his chemo at the end of this month, and they will do a scan to determine if it has gone into remission or not.

I encourage everyone that has been affected, or know someone to be affected, by this horrible thing we call cancer to never lose hope and always remain positive about life, no matter how grim or bad it is.

Thank you for the opportunity to share this life changing event and how even though it's a terrible thing, it has helped me appreciate the value of life, friends, and family even more than I ever had before. Beard on.

- Joshua Marshall

#GIBSGuy

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What Doesn't Kill You, Makes You Stronger - Lohnya Rippee

What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger!

"Lohnya Rippee, it's cancer." Two little words...

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What Doesn't Kill You, Makes You Stronger - Lohnya Rippee

What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger!

"Lohnya Rippee, it's cancer." Two little words that will be burned into my memories, forever. I remember getting that phone call in April of 1985, just like it happened yesterday. I remember dropping the phone and running to my best friend Elizabeth's house, next door. How do you tell your other best friend, your husband, that they have cancer?! I would soon find out.

That was 30 years ago and our motto is... What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger! Cancer does not see colors, does not see genders, cannot guess your age, does not know your financial status. Cancer is not prejudice. My heart ❤ goes out to EVERYONE who has been touched by this awful disease. Keep on fighting! You have our prayers!

God has carried us through and what a blessing, he, my husband, has been in remission for 28 years this past August! God is good!

- Lohnya Rippee

#CancerSucks #GoSteph!

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My Unseen Hero - Garrett Snyder

To many people, the word “cancer” brings horrible memories, scared feelings, a bit of confusion and a hope for a...

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My Unseen Hero - Garrett Snyder

To many people, the word “cancer” brings horrible memories, scared feelings, a bit of confusion and a hope for a cure. Needless to say these are the exact feelings I go through when I hear the word. I've seen it on the news, through social media, and my life. That leads me to this. My cancer story. My cancer story involves a man I never met.

I’m 26 and started my life out with a unique type of guardian angel. He was an American hero, a business owner, a family man; he loved to bowl and loved to laugh. He was known around town and was a smiling face with a amazing sense of humor. Throughout my life I've seen the plagues of cancer ravish the world, little did I know growing up it runs through my family’s veins as well.

At age 16 my father lost his father to the Cancer. No 16-year-old should have to face what my father did, a business dropped in his lap to maintain, and the need to support his mother, brothers and sisters. He had to be the strong one even though he was the baby of the bunch. Though it did not work out in his favor and the business was lost, I believe it shaped my father – my hero – into the amazing man he is today.

As I stated before I started my life out with a guardian angel and I see and hear him more every time I see my dad. My grandfather was known for his laugh, if you have ever heard my dad laugh it’s the most passionate laugh around. Nothing makes me smile harder then when my dad cracks up, his sense of humor is uncanny and unmatched, his drive of work surpasses others, he believes in quality over quantity; everyone whose ever met my dad loves him. He may not be a American military hero but to others and myself he is a hero all the same. My grandfather loved to coach baseball, same as my dad, loved to fish, same as my dad, and loved his family more than life its self, same as my dad.

My grandfather, born in 1919, never knew me, but I know he's watching me through my father’s eyes. Cancer took a part of my Dad's life and took a part of mine that I will never have or get to experience.

Each and every one of us has heard this term. Each and every one of us fears this term. Cancer is a term that unites us all in one way or another. The cure will happen, I'm positive of that. I live with the daily reminder that my uncle died of the same cancer as my grandfather, neither of them I met. I fear of it stripping away my father. Any time I hear the word it burns through my veins.

As for today I am blessed. I have a beautiful, strong guardian angel that works his way into my life on a daily basis, through small reminders like looking into my father’s eyes. Our life has no set time frame, no set guidelines in which we have to live, so I make every day a chance to enjoy and rejoice. Love hard and live to the fullest. I know you’re watching me Pap. And even though we never met, I can't wait to shake your hand in heaven one day.

Garrett Snyder, Red Lion, Pennsylvania

#GIBSGUY

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"Uncle" Bob - Chris Davis

My story is about my "uncle" Bob.

Bob was a solid man and a huge supporter of our Special Olympics program in Las Vegas....

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"Uncle" Bob - Chris Davis

My story is about my "uncle" Bob.

Bob was a solid man and a huge supporter of our Special Olympics program in Las Vegas. About 9 years ago he was diagnosed with prostate cancer and given a time stamp; he didn't take that very well being a stubborn man. He fought cancer's sorry ass for 7 years, never not smiling, laughing, and bringing a lot of warmth to all of us around him. Bob passed away almost 2 years now, but to the end he said he was giving cancer the finger and it could just go F off.

Uncle Bob was right. Keep battling and give that cancer the finger while telling it to smooch your posterior.

- Chris Davis

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My Mom, My Hero - Rooster Burse

My Mom My Hero...

I was 7 years old the 1st time my mom got breast cancer. She was so strong for me and my brother,...

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My Mom, My Hero - Rooster Burse

My Mom My Hero...

I was 7 years old the 1st time my mom got breast cancer. She was so strong for me and my brother, but I could tell she was scared. I found her one night alone crying, and cuddled next to her and asked her what was wrong. She answered nothing now and kissed my forehead. She beat that cancer and was cancer free for 10 years...

When I was 17 the cancer came back. Being 17 and having a better understanding, it was one of the scariest things I can remember. She fought so hard and decided to have a double mastectomy.

My mom has now been cancer free for the past 20 years. Every oct we hold our breath when she has her check up, because she is our best friend, our rock, our mom... And my hero......

- Rooster Burse

#GIBSGuy #NorCalVillain #BeardedVillains

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