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    Alexis Tertulliani
        
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        Alexis participated in and won Canada’s inaugural MWOY philanthropic competition in 2019, becoming the 2019 LLSC research champion.
      
        
        
    Alessandra Tropeano
        
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        We are proud to recognize Alessandra Tropeano as our 2020 research champion.
      
        
        
    Take part in our fundraisers
        
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        Take part in our fundraisers. When you fundraise, you are spreading awareness about the cause and getting many others to get behind it. You are our most powerful partner to end blood cancers once and for all.
      
        
        
    Honouring your loved one
        
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        Be it a prayer, a gathering, a visit at the cemetery, a ritual or an offering, family and friends who have lost a loved one to a blood cancer graciously share what they do to honour their memory.
      
        
        
    Hart Searle
        
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        Hart is a non-Hodgkin lymphoma survivor and has been actively involved with the LLSC since 2011, primarily as a First Connection volunteer.
      
        
        
    Brian Fortune
        
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        They say that every cloud has a silver lining. After surviving two battles with non-Hodgkin lymphoma (NHL), I have to say I am a believer in that statement.
      
        
        
    Sherley Roy
        
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        In March 2017, following two weeks of rest and medication after injuring my back at work, my health deteriorated, and I was taken to the emergency room at the hospital.
      
        
        
    Tom Wong
        
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        At a cottage weekend, I noticed myself pausing after every log I split. I couldn't even walk to the bus stop without heavy breaths; I knew something was amiss.