Over 8 years ago I lost my beloved mother to oral cancer.  She was not a smoker, not much of drinker, nor did she have any of the other precursors we'd expect to see associated with this ugly disease.  What she was was the kindest, classiest, and wisest person I have ever known.  She wanted nothing more than to see my daughter, her only granddaughter, graduate from high school. Unfortunately, oral cancer took that little piece of joy from her.  Because I don't want that for anybody else, I support the Oral Cancer Foundation every year.  I hope you will find it in your heart to donate or even join our team, Tootsie's Trotters!  Thank you in advance.