Whatever Gerry Finney Has, I Want Lots of It
About two weeks ago while playing tennis on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon I met Gerry Finney. What happened as a chance meeting left me walking away from our encounter a few hours later wanting what this guy has – and lots of it. Over the past few months I’ve heard Gerry’s name brought up many times. “Gerry is a great guy,” said one mutual friend. “Have you heard Gerry and his band play around town? He’s a great musician,” remarked another. “Hey, did you hear the news? Gerry has cancer - again,” I heard yet another person say. Cancer, that’s a bad word. Especially when the phrase “again” is used which means there has been a “before” and as cancer goes, that’s not good. Cancer is that scary word that stops most of us in our tracks. Cancer, yeah, that’s bad stuff; really bad when you hear the term “stage four” as a preface. Really freaking bad when you hear the word lymphoma attached to it. You may be wondering why I want what Gerry Finney has. Do I long to have stage 4 lymphoma? No I don’t. I hope I never hear a doctor utter that phrase to me. [...]