On March 30, 1992, my dad at the young age of 54 died of heart disease. For a week prior to his death he had been ill with what he perceived was an ulcer attack. In retrospect, he was having small cardiac events that led up to a massive heart attack.
I walk in his memory and to honor him. I know that with every step, I am saving lives.
We're all tied to heart disease and stroke in some way. We have to change that. Will you help me?
Your donation will fund groundbreaking research that literally keeps hearts beating and helps people have longer, healthier lives.
Have a heart and help me reach my goal today.