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2 Johns No Waiting  Annual Golf Classic The 5th Ever 2 Johns Birthday Golf Classic
Location: Sandhill Golf Course 800 E. Euclid Avenue, DeLand, FL 32724 Saturday, June 21, 2014 Shotgun Start 8:00 Birthday celebration, prizes and Silent Auction immediately  following the tournament at: Café Da Vinci 112 W. Georgia Avenue, DeLand, FL 32720 Music, Food and Fun (no birthday presents please)  
NOT GOLFING? COME FOR THE FUN AT 1:00!! We're collecting funds also if you DO want to contribute to the Benefit, but you're not a golfer, or perhaps you live out of town - a check made out to "2 Johns No waiting" would be great! Cash and Checks Payable to ''2 Johns No Waiting'' can be delivered to: Janet Bollum at Muse Bookshop, downtown DeLand, FL 112 S. Woodland Blvd, DeLand, FL (386) 734-0278 Golf Registration Fee $59.00 Per Golfer Includes Golf, Contests, T-shirt and Goody Bag
At this golf tournament we hope to bring a greater awareness to prostate cancer. Definition of prostate cancer: Cancer that forms in tissues of the prostate (a gland in the male reproductive system found below the bladder and in front of the rectum). Prostate cancer usually occurs in older men.  Estimated new cases and deaths from prostate cancer in the United States in 2014: New cases: 233,000 Deaths: 29,480 See the online booklet What You Need To Know About™ Prostate Cancer to learn about prostate cancer staging tests, treatment, and questions to ask the doctor. Lots of good information here: National Cancer Institute 
  2014 A Benefit for Prostate Cancer Victim Chris DeMarco     I was born in the rolling hills of southwestern Pennsylvania and raised in a loving, close knit family. My father was an educator and football coach and my mother was and still is a traditional homemaker. I'm not sure why, but I developed a wanderlust after finishing my school years and moved to the Daytona Beach area in 1985. Instantly I found myself in love with the beaches here and this led to my employment in the hospitality industry. I worked in resort hotels the next twelve years learning every position there was to know from housekeeping all the way up to night audit. This was the place where my metal was tested and I survived full-on Race Weeks, the massive crowds of Spring Break in the MTV years, blustering Bike Weeks, long and busy summer seasons, and nostalgic Turkey Rods until I was equipped to deal with almost anything that could come at someone who works behind a hotel desk. I took up bicycling and found that riding for miles and miles on the beach and its environs gave me a lot of satisfaction. I loved living in this area, but in 1997 an opportunity came along to move to the Pacific Northwest and I accepted it along with a better paying job and more responsibilities at a luxury brand hotel in the Seattle Metropolitan area. Living in the city required a lot of adjustments, but waking up to a view of the Cascade Mountains every morning was worth it and I seemed to feel at home with the quirkiness of this part of the country. I was in my prime now and enjoying life as I found it. Like many men, I derived a lot of my self worth from my work.  I achieved a supervisory position with other employees under my watch as well as managing the web mail, assisting the revenue manager, handling special corporate accounts, participating in events, and even doing some marketing work. Working in a great hotel is like living in a large house with a big family and lots of guests: you are never lonely and every day was a fresh page with a new story to write. As I developed my self-esteem and broadened my perspective I also began to work harder on my body, joining a gym and hiring a personal trainer. I still enjoyed cycling, but now instead of the beach, you could find me speed racing on the Burke- Gilman trail. I built for myself an idyllic single lifestyle and was still relatively young and carefree enough to enjoy it. However, this was not to last very long. Sometime in 2006 I began to develop burning pains in my legs and an ache in my pelvis. My legs stiffened and I grew less and less mobile. Days passed when there was no position (standing, sitting or reclining) which was comfortable and the pain and lack of motion were debilitating. I found a homeopathic physician who diagnosed me with early onset osteoarthritis and suggested that I consider having my right hip replaced. I had difficulty wrapping my mind around being barely in my mid-forties and having to go though a hip replacement! After finding that I was somehow low in calcium and iron and also borderline anemic, we talked it over and decided to go the route of medication and supplements to see if the pain would lessen and my mobility would increase. Over time this helped somewhat, but by then I had developed a defect in my gait and had become accustomed to living with a certain amount of pain. This is important to note regarding events which followed because becoming accustomed to pain had left me in a very dangerous position.   Continue.....