Today the world lost a great librarian and I lost a great friend. Nicolette Sosulski passed away from a long and brave journey with cancer.
She was an advocate for the profession and a great teacher. She cared deeply about serving those in need. She was also a tireless advocate for librarians with a belief that we could all get better.
I have no higher praise to give than to say she was my librarian. If I had a hard question or wanted to check a crazy idea she was there. Beyond professional, she was dogged, passionate, and a genius navigating sources and working with people. When I talk about librarians advocating for our communities she is the face I see.
We began this latest road with cancer together. She was always there checking in and sharing. Even as her options dimmed, she was there cheering me on. She was clear eyed about what was coming and had a strength I cannot fathom.
Today I miss my friend.
UPDATE: her family has posted this obituary:
On May 15, 2019, Nicolette Marie Warisse Sosulski, loving daughter, sister and mother of two children, Peter and Nicholas, passed away from a year-long battle with lung cancer at the age of 56.
Nicolette was born on March 20, 1963 in Louisville, KY to Nicholas and Doris Warisse. She grew up in St. Martha’s parish and graduated from Sacred Heart Academy. She earned her Bachelor of Arts in English from Georgetown University, Washington, DC and her Master of Library and Information Science from the University of Washington, Seattle, WA. Nicolette found her passion in librarianship. The American Librarian Association, in their memorial resolution to her said, “She was a motivated information professional: relentless about investigating a research question, had a gift for connecting people to information, had a real knack for identifying areas of need and developing plans, Nicolette was all that a 21st century librarian should be.” Nicolette loved all things Southern which included cooking, literature, and big floppy hats. She had a passion for animals, rescuing over a dozen dogs and cats, either finding them homes elsewhere or taking them in and loving them herself. Nicolette was an award winning author, a witty and phenomenal online communicator – she took online messaging and managing connections to a whole new level. Nicolette was enthusiastic, mindful, continuously curious, loved and WAY smarter than anyone else in her family.
Nicolette is survived by her father, Nicholas and her mother Doris, her two children Nicholas and Peter, her sisters Jeanine and Michelle, and her cousins, nieces and nephews.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made to the Portage District Library, 300 Library Lane, Portage, MI 49002.
A mass celebrating her life will be held at St. Joseph’s Catholic Church, 936 Lake Street, Kalamazoo, MI, 49001 at 1:00 in the afternoon on Thursday, May 16, 2019 with a reception immediately following. The family is also planning a celebration in Louisville, Kentucky that will take place over Fourth of July weekend.
It has been a while since my last blog post (March 21). It has also been a while since I brought folks up to speed on my health in this blog (October 15th). So, this is going to be a long one…but I’ve tried to make it easy to skip through.
TL;DR version
My bone marrow transplant appears to have been a success and I am past most of the restrictions and limitations that came with it.
I return to work as director of the School of Library and Information Science July 1.
I am still limited in my ability to travel
Fast Recap
At the beginning of 2018 I was diagnosed with two forms of lymphoma (cancer of the lymphatic system): Follicular and Large Diffuse B Cell. I underwent several rounds of chemotherapy that put the cancer in remission. However, chemo has limited long term effect on the slow growing follicular lymphoma which inevitably transforms into a more aggressive form – Large Diffuse B Cell.
On the advice of doctors in August 2018 I had a bone marrow transplant at the Duke Medical University and started a 3-month medical confinement in Durham for daily treatments. For those of you that may have a case of Déjà vu, this was my second transplant. The first was in 2014 for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. The big difference was that the earlier transplant was autologous (using my own preserved stem cells and marrow) and this one was allogeneic (bone marrow from a donor – my son).
The goal of the transplant was to either kill any cancer remaining after the chemo (and there was a very high likelihood that the cancer would return) and/or to replace my faulty immune system that produced the cancer cells to begin with. A new immune system should be able to identify the cancer and kill it.
The transplant replaces my entire blood system. The result was a nonexistent and then very weak immune system. In late November I was able to move back home. In December I contracted an infection that sent me to the hospital and set back my recovery.
During my transplant and recovery, I have been working remotely, and Dick Kawooya has been interim director of SLIS. The whole of SLIS and the College of Information and Communications has been incredibly supportive during this time and I am indebted to them.
Since December I have been getting stronger, and my new immune system has been growing stronger as well.
Where I am Today
A bone marrow transplant replaces your entire blood system. Today most of my blood counts are normal or near normal. My immune system is not so much weak, as inexperienced. Colds won’t kill me, but they will hit me hard for example. In August I will get my infant vaccinations again (for the third time in my life). I still need to avoid big crowds and be a bit paranoid about cleaning my hands. I also tire easily. It could be another year before I find my new normal energy level.
While I am past the possibilities of acute problems with the transplant, I have run into some minor issues. Marrow transplants are the only major organ transplant that doesn’t require lifetime anti-rejection drugs, and I am off of those. However, there is always the possibility of chronic Graft v. Host disease. That’s where my new immune system sees parts of my body (or the whole thing) as a foreign invader and attacks it. So far this has only shown up as a skin rash and is treated with topical steroids. This happens because of UV light, and I have to wear sunscreen all the time [as an aside, I took someone else’s blood to keep me alive and I have to avoid the sun…I am a vampire].
It will also be at least 4 months before I should get on an airplane, and a few months after that before I can travel internationally. I am planning on being at ALA Annual this year in DC (driving), and hope to see plenty of friendly faces again.
On July 1 I will return as director of SLIS full time. I’ve already started going into the office a bit and Dick and I are doing the leadership handoff. Let me take a moment to point out what an incredible job Dick has done this past year.
The Future
At the one-year point in August I will go back to Duke for an evaluation. This will be a battery of blood tests, immunizations, possibly a bone marrow biopsy, and the first CT scan monitoring for cancer. It is easy to forget where this all started, but all of this was to give me the best chance to kill my cancer and “let you meet your grandkids,” (actual doctor quote). The general consensus is that all my lymphomas have been connected, and this donor transplant is about curing me of lymphoma for good.
Monitoring for cancer sounds a bit ominous. However, the majority of people with cancer recover and go on to lead normal lives and careers. So do heart attack patients, and stroke patients, and…you get the point.
I am anxious to get back to work. I love my SLIS team of students, staff, faculty, and alums. We have so much planned for the years ahead to improve society. Thanks again to all of you for your support, thoughts, and love during this process. I, and my family, will be eternally grateful.
So, there you have it. No Boring Patient book sequel, and this blog should get back to its regularly scheduled purpose of world domination through librarianship.
My last public update on my health and treatment was August 22nd. A lot has happened since then. Quick recap for those new to this blog: I recently had a bone marrow transplant to treat ongoing re-occurrences of lymphoma. In the past (2014) I had an autologous transplant where I was my own donor. This time my donor was my son.
Today is Day +51 after my transplant. I am full engrafted, meaning 100% of the DNA of my blood system is from my son.
The first few weeks of the transplant were difficult: little energy, nausea, swelling, pretty regular transfusions of red blood cells and platelets.
This was the first “period of danger” in the transplant. With no white blood cells, and no immune system I was on constant look out for fevers and infections. I was in strict quarantine.
The past few weeks have been much better. My new marrow is making blood cells and I have a new, but weak, immune system. I still have to avoid crowds but have been given permission to visit parks (I’m the one walking around in long sleeves, a brimmed hat, and a surgical mask) and have even been given a few days off from clinic.
I remain in confinement (actual medical terminology) near the Duke Medical Center. I still have to be very careful with the food I eat (everything straight out of a package or heated past 160 degrees).
I am now (and will be to about day +90) the second phase of danger. This is where we are in constant vigilance for signs of Graft versus Host Disease. My new immune system is there to fight off foreign attackers like viruses and bacteria. The problem is that the rest of my body has different DNA from my white cells, so there is a good chance the new immune system will attack my body at some point.
To prevent this, I am taking several anti-rejection medications. I will eventually end those though. Bone Marrow donations are the only transplants that don’t mean anti-rejection medication for life. Also, I want a little graft versus host, as I want the new immune system to kill off any cancer cells that may be lying around that my former immune system couldn’t see. So, it is a balance.
I will be in Durham well into November, with the hopes of getting home by Thanksgiving. That all depends on my good progress continuing. After Day+90 I may be home, but it will be at least another 90 days (and up to 9 months) until I can safely get physically back to work. So, I will be teaching class and working from home and travel is out.
This has been a difficult process to this point. I simply could not have done it without the direct support of my wife and mother as primary caregivers, and the amazing support of family, friends, and co-workers.
Today I finish my conditioning chemotherapy – getting my body ready to receive the new bone marrow. Tomorrow I will have total body radiation for the same purpose. Then on Friday morning my son will have marrow extracted from his pelvis, and in the afternoon, it will be put into me as an IV.
That is the predictable part. What comes next? Typically, about 14 days of waiting for the new bone marrow to “engraft;” populate my bones and start making new blood cells. During that time there will be a lot of checking blood counts and transfusions of red blood cells and platelets and making sure I don’t get an infection (they can’t transfuse white blood cells).
After the two weeks of waiting and watching is when they try and make sure my new blood system (the graft) is working (hopefully to kill any remaining cancer cells and fight infections), but not working too hard (trying to kill the rest of me – the host). This can show up as skin rashes, compromised liver function, compromised lung function, or a very unhappy set of intestines.
I won’t go into the statistics on success, survivability, cancer re-occurrence. Most of the folks who read this blog can find that data in a few seconds. It also, as a patient, doesn’t matter. You can only go into this believing it will work and the best outcome will be my outcome.
What has struck me to this point is not medical. It is social. The generosity of family, neighbors and colleagues has been humbling and inspiring. Meals, gas cards, blood donations, work tasks – it is overwhelming.
I leave you with an interesting fact. When this is all done, and of course a smashing success, I will have two different sets of DNA: I will be a chimera. Which means, fun fact, that if I leave any blood evidence at a scene of a crime, it will point to my son. I think that might keep him in check.
So I’ve got good news, and well, let’s pretend it’s good news, but it is going to mean some big changes for me in the coming year.
tl;dr version:
Chemotherapy is doing its job, but it is not enough to eliminate the underlying cancer.
This fall I will be starting an allogeneic stem cell transplant, a year-long process.
I am stepping back to the faculty for the year and Dick Kawooya will be interim director of SLIS.
The building of the global knowledge school continues.
Working with conference organizers, we have a plan for my fall keynote commitments.
I’m rearranging my social media presence.
There are ways you can help.
Thank you all for your concern and offers of assistance as I’m going through chemotherapy. The good news is that chemo is doing its job and killing the cancer. My most recent PET scan was clean. However, over the past few weeks the consensus of my doctors is the chemo alone will not eliminate the underlying cancer. In essence, chemo will push it back, but in a matter of months or possibly years the cancer will come back and most likely in a more resistant form – plus I’ll be older and have sustained the ongoing damage of chemotherapy.
Stem Cell Process
To truly give me a chance for a cure and long-term remission, I need to get an allogeneic (donor) stem cell transplant. This is an intensive process that involves me living within 20 minutes of the transplant clinic at Duke for at least 3 months, followed up with at least 3-9 more months of semi-isolation until my immune system is strong enough for the public.
For those playing our home game, this will be my second stem cell transplant. The difference is that years ago my transplant to get rid of my Hodgkin’s Lymphoma was autogenetic, i.e., I was my own cell donor. Well, apparently, I was a lousy source since my immune system keeps misbehaving, so it’s time for a new one.
This time, I’ll be getting someone else’s immune system. The bad news is that the normal sources of donors, siblings and the bone marrow registry, don’t have a match (I didn’t match the 19 million people in the registry – I am indeed a unique snowflake). Instead, I’ll be using a 50% match – my son. That’s right, my son is going to save my life. I fear this will lead to awkward holidays where he holds it over me to get extra gravy. On the other hand, at least my blood will be 50% Italian by the end of the year.
Stem cell transplants are intensive processes and they come with plenty of risk. The same benefits of a transplant (fighting cancer cells that my new immune system will see as foreign pathogens) can turn into big problems (seeing my entire body as a foreign invader called graft vs host disease). These risks are only amplified by the fact that this is my second transplant. Given the reality of transplant, I am stepping back as director of the School of Library and Information Science at the University of South Carolina and returning to the faculty for the year.
Dr. Dick Kawooya
SLIS has made too much progress and is making too many gains for a part time director. Dr. Dick Kawooya has agreed to serve as interim director for the year to continue the progress the faculty, students, staff, and alums have made. I will continue to push forward the agenda of the global knowledge school as a professor in my bubble. Special thanks to Dean Tom Reichert and the university for being so supportive during this whole thing.
Which brings me to some upcoming changes. I’ve been working with the conference organizers of my fall keynotes. Some will seek another speaker, but several have agreed to go with video keynotes. This has the advantage of giving organizers a chance to get my remarks translated for the audience. I still want to be out there pushing forward an agenda of librarianship grounded in knowledge and built around the community. While I may not be able to be there in person, I will connect online as I am able.
Speaking of online, I am making some changes to my online presence; particularly Facebook. Every day I get friend requests from librarians and allies around the globe. It is a diversity I truly cherish. However, Facebook is also the place I use to keep up to date with friends and family, and this will increasingly include more and more personal information. To keep my Facebook connections with the library community, I’ve created a public Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/rdavidlankes/
Much of the content on my personal profile and this page will be the same. However, on the public page I will focus more on library and information science stuff, and a bit less on family photos (though some of those will end up here as well). If you are interested in the work I do, please connect at this page.
In the coming weeks I’ll begin to prune back the connections on my private page. Please don’t be insulted if I unfriend you…it is more a matter of keeping one site for my work and one for those whom I have a personal connection. My public site will also have updates on my treatment.
In closing, everyone has been amazingly generous in asking how they can help. Please please please sign up as a donor at bethematch.org as a potential donor. It is easy to sign up (a cheek swab), and donating stem cells is about as tough as donating blood. And donors that don’t look like me (middle aged white guys) are particularly needed. Your donation won’t save me, but it can save a life!
Please give blood if you are able. Every pint saves lives and one of those may well be mine.
If you know of a good sublet or housing option in Durham for 3 months let me know.
Lastly, please continue to support colleagues that are dealing with their own medical journeys. Every day I read about librarians bravely facing cancer, many with more grim prospects than my own. I also know of many professionals dealing with invisible ailments, too often stigmatized because of a chemical imbalance in the brain instead of the breast or lymph system.
As professional educators and librarians (the same thing), we seek to serve our communities with compassion and empathy. We must also extend that empathy to ourselves. We may disagree, but we must create a diverse and welcoming environment that supports intense dialogue without creating toxic environments. This isn’t about civility – too often a code word for suppressing dissent. Our conversations should be loud and frank and passionate. This is about staying true to our values of learning and service. Learning – literally changing one’s view of the world – is hard and it can be painful to embrace new understandings at the cost of the old. However, it is our duty not to relieve the labor of learning, but rather the pain associated with the recognition of former ignorance.
Some Resources if You Want to Know More:
https://bethematch.org to put your name on the registry and a great resource on transplants in general
Yesterday was a hard day – a low day. I think those in treatment for cancer need to acknowledge these. It was also a hard day for me in considering the directions and actions in my country and I think we need to acknowledge those as well.
Yesterday was my last infusion on chemo before a PET scan to see what effect it has been having. The infusions with mega steroids left me bone tired where just blinking seemed like work. Leaving the plan of chemo treatments to await a PET scan is not a comforting feeling – it takes a set schedule and direction forward and replaces it with a host of possibilities allowing you to go to the worst-case scenario – did the chemo work? Is it still growing? What’s next? It can get pretty dark in your head.
At the same time, I watched my social media feeds with stories of migrant camps on military bases; separated migrant children with little prospects for reuniting with their parents; potential roll backs of social safety nets and basic human rights; roll back of what little insurance protection people with pre-existing conditions have; the fact that our national policies seem to be an embrace of tyrants over our European and Canadian allies; and finally deaths in a newsroom shooting made worse by a direct linkage to a national dialog that demonizes those that do not agree with us.
Tired and sad and pessimistic is not an image I project. It is the opposite of the projection I want in my life and career…a fact that many of my critics are happy to point out (“library apologist” and “library cheerleader” being my favorite repeatable phrases). But even a pragmatic utopian gets tired.
So, I went with it. I moped, and I despaired, and I read the damn comments.
Then, I slept. I took the sleeping pill. This morning I woke up and read about librarians working collaboratively to track separated migrant children. I read about libraries improving communities around the globe. I read about female library directors speaking out about their right to be professionally respected and seeing men step up to acknowledge that right and their obligations to support these great directors. I read about the increase in first time candidates for public office who in the face of the same depressing news went to do something.
I saw my journalist colleagues call the public discourse to task and celebrate their own bravery. I have seen light in local politics that seek to make life better for students and citizens regardless with the gridlock at the national level. I re-read the letters my colleagues at the University of Washington condemning family separations and saw the social impact and responsibility mission of the LIS field is still there.
I chose to seek the way forward and not focus on all the obstacles…not to ignore those, but not to surrender to the hopelessness. It takes work. I have read many people talk about fatigue in the face of the constant negativism. For some that means needing regular escapes to reading or fiction or time off online. I respect those choices. As a profession and as human beings we must acknowledge that self-care is part of being a good professional. But for me, I have to do something.
So today I will get my sleep. I will acknowledge that I have options in my health (and acknowledge that that is a privilege I need to fight to expand to all). I need to acknowledge my past mistakes and re-evaluate past actions in light of new learning (let us all acknowledge the difficult irony that being a life-long learner means acknowledging that you are also to a degree ignorant for your entire past life). And I will make a plan to make a difference. I will seek out allies and be an ally. I will call out the bad, but also sing out the good. And I will rest. Elections matter, but so do daily calls to politicians. Tweets can express outrage, but programs and curriculum make changes.
I have cancer, but I also have power. I work in a profession that is awakening to the true difficulties of taking diversity of ideas and creeds, and people, and social classes into itself and what that means for neutrality. These are essential and difficult conversations and I need to be ready for them. Yesterday I was mad for what I lost. I was depressed. I have to allow myself to be there. Today? Today I chose to create something new in place of those losses.
Today I finished my first week of chemo. I hadn’t planned on posting much about my treatments because I didn’t want to distract from the important work going on at the School of Library and Information Science and the amazing progress we are making with the Knowledge School across the globe. Pardon the shameless self-promotion, but I do truly love my job and work with the most amazing set of faculty, staff, and students in the field.
However, I realize now, that we are all facing challenges as we pursue our missions in this life. It doesn’t detract from that work but enriches our understanding and appreciation of others. I struggle with balancing cancer and a job, but everyone is balancing something: illness, family obligations, financial issues, social pressures, discrimination…unfortunately a very long list.
In our LIS program we have full time teachers studying to be school librarians. Many of our doctoral students are becoming scholars while working in libraries. To hide one’s struggles simply ignores reality and ignores the honest concern and generosity of those who help us through.
So, I’ll let you know how things are going from time to time – no doubt focusing on the funny and absurd. I don’t see another book or anything so dramatic emerging from it. We caught a very treatable cancer early and I am very optimistic. There are plenty of more important things for folks to pay attention to and plenty of people more deserving of your generosity. But I want you to know I do treasure your support and kind words.
I have been diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, specifically Diffuse Large B-Cell Lymphoma. For those keeping track at home, this is a different cancer than I went through before (that was Hodgkin’s). I will begin a combination of chemo and immune therapy in the next week. The prognosis is good. While it is an aggressive cancer, it is treatable, and indeed, curable. After three rounds of chemo over the summer there will most likely be some spot radiation then more chemo. If that doesn’t do the trick there are several “plan Bs.”
The reason I am making this public is that I will not be accepting new travel or speaking engagements until further notice. I plan on keeping my current commitments this fall and have been in touch with the organizers. Also, I’m about to lose what little hair I have left and am seeking sympathy 😉 I am continuing as director of the University of South Carolina’s School of Library and Information Science with the support of my faculty and dean. I worked through the last set of trials, I plan to do so here as well.
Getting my third cancer diagnosis is scary (though technically I can now be called a lymphomaniac). But I am privileged to have a flexible job, supportive colleagues, an amazing caregiver in my wife, and health insurance (which should be a right not a privilege…come on America). If you want to know how you can help, the short answer is give blood.
Three years and a day ago a nurse injected me with a lethal chemical cocktail designed to kill any remaining cancer cells in my body, destroying my bone marrow in the process. Three years ago a doctor pushed harvested stem cells directly into my heart where they were pumped to the rest of my body to regrow my marrow and save my life.
For my third birthday I was going to post an inspirational missive on moving forward and on the obligation to use the gift of life to improve the lives around us. Then I realized actually working to improve lives is more important than talking about my experience. So today, to mark my third birthday I want to talk about action.
We scholars and academics in the information domains have a special obligation in these days of alternative facts. We academics working with both information and communications have an even more urgent obligation. That obligation is to work with communities around the country and around the world to actively build knowledge and a common framework for evaluating the work of politicians, scientists, activists, and the citizenry.
Some will say that this is a function of better education. If we could do a better job of building literacy in our communities – information literacy, media literacy – then the natural result would be a more unified view of the world. The problem with this argument is that the current political separation is not the result of a lack of information or access to the media, or a naivety around information. The increasing ideological divide is not because our communities have too little information, or even a general gullibility. No, the increasing divide and introduction of alternative perspectives is rather a result of sophisticated and conscious information behavior.
Remember that the filter bubble problem we now face was a solution to the problem of information overload. It is the result of information scientists and communication scholars studying the idea of matching information seeking behaviors, tuning search engines to user preferences, sentiment analysis, hyperlocal information needs, hyperlocal news, that has shifted agency and decisions to the individual. We saw the flood of information and in a deliberate attempt to buffer a “fire hose” of information we built data science and interfaces and algorithms and newspapers of the future to lower cognitive load and better meet the needs of the user/reader/citizen/patron.
We are not facing a gullible public overrun by the algorithms of the greedy and the manipulative. We are facing citizens engaged with tools built with the best of intentions that, yes, can be (and are being) manipulated, but ultimately allow people to view knowledge as simply an information problem. That is, what one believes to be true, like information, is to be managed, tailored, and individualized without the necessary social responsibility to connect, debate, and develop consensus.
The danger is not seeing truth and meaning as contextual; it is in not proactively working to shape that context. This is not about alternative facts, propaganda, nor misinformation. These concepts have always been at play. The fake news of today is the yellow journalism of a century ago – defined more by profit motive than ideology. The problem is not in construction of meaning or in agreeing on facts, but rather the necessary social component of defining what those facts mean.
Librarians and journalists alike have been about helping communities make better decisions through access to knowledge. We both hold to a code of ethics and principles that favor rationalism and both at their core require an internal motivation to seek out the truth. But – and this is vital – we both also believe that such motivation must include a social knowledge aspect. That is, both believe that communities must act together as well as individuals within a community. It is not simply speaking truth to power; it is understanding that true power comes from common effort. Librarians and journalists must be part of moving people to action. Exposing corruption in the news must be met by editorial calls for consequence. Teaching information literacy must also mean teaching information activism. It is not about highlighting inequities; it is about fixing inequities. It is not just about calling for diversity; it is about empowering diverse voices.
And so I come back to action.
Our goal must be to be knowledge schools. Pushing forward our different fields of information, librarianship, journalism, and communications, yes. But also working together around a common mission of impact. A knowledge school must seek to not only document society, but to improve it. Not to be neutral, but to be truthful and to actively work with our communities to knit a common and ever-evolving worldview. In this worldview there will be disagreement and argument, but it will serve as a common framework for debate and ultimately learning.
I am alive today because scholars in the fields of biology, chemistry, medicine, nursing, public health, pharmacology, information, and communications strived not just for knowledge, but impact. The same scholars that developed deadly chemical weapons in World War I later saw that mustard gas could be used to stop the uncontrolled replication of cancer cells and would develop life-saving chemotherapy. I am here today because information scientists built technology to transfer billions of points of data into journals and clinical trials. I am here today because journalists, and public relations experts, and communication scholars helped transform cancer from a shameful scourge to a noble curable fight in the mind of the public.
We have seen the power of scholars in information and communication coming together to save lives by fighting the misinformation campaigns of big tobacco. We have seen reporters work with librarians to uncover corporate malfeasance where carcinogens pollute the environment. We have seen those same reporters and librarians then hold those responsible accountable.
We all stand at an inflection point with the current national political climate. We have seen a resurgent press seek to hold politician and policy accountable. We have seen librarians stand up for the rights and voices of all community members. In the halls of academia, we must also seize this moment with our research and our teaching and our service. We information and communication scholars need to develop a response (systems, theories, courses, graduates) that replace walls of isolating code that encircle ideological factions, with platforms of community knowledge building. We must model that strident argument and sincere disagreement does not have to result in factions and fractures, but in a clearer understanding of the world. That has been the cornerstone of scholarship since Socrates, and it is our responsibility to promote that throughout society.
* Thanks to Professor Ernest Wiggins for his feedback
In the run up to my 3rd birthday I’ve put my book on my cancer journey fully online. You can still download it or listen to it as well (or buy a print copy).
