In May we discovered that my Papa, the man who gave me my love of airplanes, photography and dogs, had cancer in his brain, his lungs and his bones. After a short but valiant fight he eventually lost his battle with this horrible disease on 19th July 2018.
My family are all still trying to come to terms with our loss. Everyone grieves in their own way and I am choosing to use my grief to work towards something positive and raise money to support Cancer Research. Due to my papa's age he was not eligible for the typical treatments for cancer, so I hope that in the future their research will allow for the development of a wider variety of treatments for all people, young and old, that face this fight.
Any donation, no matter how big or small, will be massively appreciated as I take on the next few months of training.