dream was coming true and that, above everything else, made it all worthwhile to me. Even thought it was so difficult, there was not another thing in the world I would rather been doing. I got satisfaction out of doing things that were difficult. It was an incredible feeling. The pain was there, but the pain didn’t matter. But that’s all a lot of people could see; they couldn’t see the good that I was getting out of it myself.” The people took on Terry’s dream and took him seriously they cried as they seen him run. His hands were clutched, eyes half opened and his double step of his real leg and the artificial leg. He had the look of courage. Every morning at dawn Terry would get up and put on his running shorts and t-shirt with the Canadian map on it. Terry’s begging goal was one million dollars, but he thought why couldn’t everybody just donate one dollar and raise twenty three million dollars. The money started to come from everywhere as Terry ran people would press one hundred dollar bills in to his hands. Through out this time, which Terry ran, he started to neglect his doctor appointments, and said that his cancer would not come back but it did. Doctors in Thunder Bay Confirmed that the cancer had come back hard and hit him in the lungs. During Terry’s test he decided to get a bite to eat with his mother, across the street from the hospital. Feeling weak Terry collapsed in the middle of the street. “Yesterday I could run twenty three miles and now I can’t cross the street.” Terry said. Terry’s mother cried as Terry spoke to the reporters “Well, you know, I had primarily cancer is in my lungs and I have to go home.” His voice broke as he spoke. But he continued “and have some more x-rays or maybe an operation that will involving opening my chest or more drugs I’ll do everything I can. I’m gonna do my best. I’ll fight. I prom...
