Late one night in January 1987, our daughter, Christine, then only three years old, came into our room. Moments later, on her way out, she walked into a wall. Startled, she began to cry and told us that she couldn’t see. I helped her back to her bed and in the morning, I arranged an appointment with an eye doctor.
After the examination, the doctor informed my husband, Joe, and me that Christine had a rare form of cancer in her eyes (retinoblastoma),...
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