Several months ago, I ran into Carl at the clinic of the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance. Over the past year, I heard about the passing of several fellow cancer patients. Each time the news came, it seemed to hurt a little more. This time, well, he's my cousin. It's not right.
Carl was a high school teacher, a banjo player and an absolutely nice guy. When I think of his fight against this miserable disease, he won every part of it. When I would see him at the clinic, even though he was in pain, he would smile. His story with cancer was heartbreaking but he seemed more concerned with my condition. Cancer may have eventually taken his life but it didn't break him. He was a beacon of positive hope, surrounded by people who were in despair and felt hopeless. He was my hero.
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| (Cousins) Carl Steiner and Mike Martinson at the SCCA |
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