This 5 Year Old Boy Offered Bikers His Lunch Money to Beat Up His Cancer

We were eight bikers parked outside St. Jude’s that Saturday morning when a little bald boy in a hospital gown walked out the front doors and headed straight for me.

He was holding his mother’s hand. Pulling her along, actually, like she didn’t want to come.

She was crying. Not loud. Just steady tears running down her cheeks while her son dragged her continue reading …