It started in 1994 when I was 25 years old. Before there was Lance Armstrong, there was John Kruk of the Philadelphia Phillies who was the public face of testicular cancer. One day, out of the blue, my twin brother Stephen announced, “I’m the next John Kruk.” Twenty-five years old, and testicular cancer had entered his life. My brother can now claim to be a 2-time cancer survivor.
Over the last three years, my wife and two daughters have volunteered out of Sturbridge as part of rider registration, and my son James ‘goes the distance’ with me from Sturbridge to Provincetown.
Why do I do the PMC? The weekend is like no other. Fifty tons of luggage is quite an undertaking but I have met so many great people, whether volunteers or riders. A number of volunteers have been on my crews for over five years, and they too have brought their children into the fold. I've met and become good friends with a number of riders who having been riding the PMC far longer than I've been volunteering. I would suggest that the PMC is like summer camp. So many familiar faces, some names I've forgotten, but as soon as the first weekend in August comes around, we are all great friends.
Why do I do the PMC? I've had too many friends and extended family members who have been affected by cancer. I do this for Stephen, Dan, Mary Lynne, Bill, Tim, Ellen, Patty, Dorothy and so many more.
Why do I do the PMC? Because I believe in a cure.