We went into the park several times before the tourists invaded our area. Once tourist season begins, even the locals can’t go into the park without a timed entry permit. You are able to go into the park after 3 pm (but EVERYONE heads in around that time) or prior to 6 am. I was wanting to see the fields of wildflowers a friend who is a park ranger told us about. Here are some of the photos from late spring/early summer in Glacier National Park. The white flowers are bear grass.

This has been a Montana bucket list visit for me since I knew we were moving here. After we were done in Libby at the Montana Volunteer Firefighter’s Convention, we took a side trip on the way home to visit Kootenai Falls and the swinging bridge. It was really wonderful. The Libby Dam had been holding the water high due to sturgeon spawning in the area, which is precious to the Kootenai Tribe. The water was higher and raging over the falls. We had a lot of fun hiking around the area and crossing the bridge a few times. It didn’t bother me but there were some people who refused to even try it and stayed on the sidelines with their feet on terra firma.

Rich and I got the chance to accompany our assistant fire chief to the Montana Volunteer Firefighters Convention in Libby, MT in June. Libby was pretty convenient for us because it is a little less than 2 hours drive for us (and it is a beautiful drive). Libby is up in the very Northwest corner of the state, a stone’s throw from both Idaho and Canada. Libby is a firefighter’s town. There are spots all over town that honor their firefighters and their department. I was really impressed. It is not a big town – less than 5,000 people – and yet the entire town came together to host this event. We arrived on Thursday afternoon and did a quick tour of the Libby Dam. That was pretty interesting. There was a kickoff BBQ on Thursday night and we were in classes either in a classroom or out on the cars or trains for hands on training all day Friday and Saturday. Friday night was another BBQ in a different location where we were down by the Kootenai River where there were scenes from the mountains, to the river, to the fields for corn hole games. (Rich and Ricky did quite well.) We met some really great firefighters from all over the state, although most of them were from our side of the state. Montana is a huge state and it takes a full day to drive across it. We had over 130 firefighters there and they were all good people. I will never forget talking with these two guys who were talking about a fire on the highway they fought near them. A refrigerated truck caught fire….it was filled with mozzarella cheese! He said it was an odd and very messy call. Can you imagine walking through melted cheese in your bunker gear? At least it smelled good….at first. We ended out convention with a big banquet on Saturday night and it was really nice. There was a keynote speaker that had flown in by the name of Jason Redman, who had been a Navy Seal and basically been blown to bits on an overseas tour and what it took for him to recover from all of that. It was very inspirational. They also had a bell ceremony to honor the fallen VFF in MT over the last year. There was a bagpiper…which was pretty hard for me because of the memories of Joe’s celebration of life. All in all, we had a great time and met some really awesome people. I am so glad we got the opportunity to attend.

By the way, the bowling pin on the side of the old fire truck….I was on a quest to find out what it was used for. I had a lot of people guess, but finally found out the truth behind the bowling pin from one of the Libby firefighters. They would pull it off the stand that went through it and before the time of using hose spanner wrenches, would use it to smack against the hose fittings to either tighten or loosen the hose connections. Huh. Go figure.

There was a vendor there with a wall hanging I wanted to take a photo of. I told him how it was so much like my Joe’s army infantry sign, along with his firefighter side, and then his birthday being the 13th of Nov….it just spoke to me. He gave it to me! Rich came home and used it as a centerpiece for a firefighter shadow box for Joe.

Here are a few photos from fires around this time that Rich and I were tasked to. We have been keeping busy this summer, that’s for sure.

We have some awesome neighbors who we get together with once a week or so to do something fun. This time we went kayaking on the Whitefish River. It was a lot of fun on a warm sunny day to just kayak along the river for the morning. We got to see some draft horses playing in the water, a few deer and ducks for good measure!

I have been living in Montana long enough to realize that the humidity wipes me out. I am not fond of it. I have tolerated it growing up in North Carolina, Virginia, and Louisiana. Nebraska also was pretty hot and humid – the self-proclaimed state of extremes in the weather: hot and humid in the summer to rival the deep South and frigid and cold in the winter to rival Minnesota and even Alaska. Yep, I have fond my sweet spot in Montana. It does get warm, but it is drier and there is a breeze. That equals a climate I can tolerate. Does it get cold? Yes, but not too cold. Lots of snow. Love it. That is all to say that my trip to the Mayo Clinic (where I dodged tornadoes the whole time) and then flying to Kansas City to see my girls (where is was HOT), I was missing my Montana climate. I had quite a long delay in Minneapolis due to the bad weather….I think I spent 7 hours in the airport. Luckily the airport is like a small city…bigger than the one I live outside of, actually. Anyhow, I didn’t get into KC until 1 a.m. Lily picked me up (what a trooper) and took me back to her place. It was 2 a.m. by the time we got there and Lily had a trip planned with her two best buds to Philly the next morning. They were up and out of there by 10 a.m. I spent the day organizing and cleaning their part of the duplex. Lily rented her room out for the summer. I also got to see close family friends from Norway/Nebraska, who have since moved down to Lee’s Summit. That was a lovely visit. Their son, Zac, was my Joe’s best friend, and he is also a firefighter/paramedic and I love listening to him talk shop. Now it all makes sense. He likes to listen to me talk about what we do in our very rural area to fight fires. The next morning I spent a couple of hours with Michelle, our daughter-in-law. She has moved to a new place closer to her workplace and it was nice to see how she is settling in and making it her own sanctuary. It was of course good to see Moose and Jenna. Moose had some pretty severe health issues in March and April, but he seemed really good. She then took me to the airport and I was on my way home. I always enjoy spending time with Michelle. I miss her terribly.

Joe’s fire helmet is on his urn. Michelle asked me if I was offended by that. She said the helmet was so big and didn’t fit on her mantel. I laughed and said that Joe wouldn’t have it any other way.

I have been pretty busy, and I realized today that I never updated everyone on what is going on with my health. I had scans in early May and sent them off to the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN. For the last 5 years, I have been overseen by the Sarcoma Specialty Center there. I am seen by the head of sarcoma specialty clinic and he is fabulous. Up until this point I had been there in person twice and the rest of the time was seen via telehealth over zoom. Unfortunately, starting in January of 2025, the medical system in the U.S. shifted back to pre-pandemic rules. No one on the sarcoma team has a license to treat in Montana, so I would have to come there to be seen in person. So I flew from Montana to Minneapolis and drove to Rochester to be seen for 30 minutes. Several good things came out of this appointment. First, I am still stable. Second, I got to see my favorite doctor on the planet in person. Third, he felt SO BAD that I had to fly to see him when I have been stable for so long that he decided I didn’t need to seek out an appointment with him every 6 months. I will continue the treatment regimen I have been on for the last several years, and get CT scans done every 6 months. I will not be talking to the Mayo Clinic until there is an issue. A new growth, I start to not tolerate the treatment, or growth of my existing tumors by >20%. So I am putting my faith in the hands of my local doctors for now. I will also be switching this next appointment (July 31st) to a Lupron shot that lasts for 3 months rather than 28 days. This will coincide with my IV treatment of Zometa, which is every 3 months. Yes, ladies and gents, this means I only go into the oncology department every 3 months….4 times a year. This is HUGE for me. The only benefit of going to Rochester was the ability to see my favorite doc, but also an adult lifelong friend from my time living in NE Minnesota in the mid ’90s.

Along the same lines, Logan Health in Kalispell recently had their first cancer survivor’s day. There were cupcakes, food trucks, loads of vendors. Rich and I stopped by for an hour or so and he was amazed at the number of people I knew who were there…staff and patients. I am in a book club for cancer survivors and a lot of them were there. Also a lot of folks from our local Soul Sisters Cancer group, which I also participate in.

Rich has been out of town for 2.5 weeks. He had a business training for our travel advisory business and then spent some time with his parents and sister in Florida. He then flew to the Midwest and spent time in Kansas City with Lily and Michelle and the Oslica family and then went on a quick trip to Omaha to connect with several good friends from our time there. When he was in Kansas City, he was able to do some work at Lily’s duplex and was able to take Michelle to the UFC fights being held in Kansas City. Sounds like they had a good time.

While Rich was in Kansas City, he talked to Michelle about Joe’s firefighting equipment. The Olathe Fire Department gave her his gear….to include his bunker gear, helmet, boots, etc. There was also a bag that he had his stuff he carried at the fire department, with all sorts of random things in there….gum, tools, receipts, etc. Rich duct taped a Rubbermaid tote and brought it home. Michelle has his helmet…the flag presented by the fire department, and his shadowbox presented to her from the department at his celebration of life. She was willing to part with these other things, which was such a huge gift for us. So many of his gear we can use ourselves. Rich emptied Joe’s bunker gear pockets and put most of the contents right into his pockets. We currently have his bunker gear in the special washers at our fire hall as he had been in a fire right before he died and his gear also smelled of diesel. I will be wearing his structure gloves and Rich his utility gloves. He had two black nomex firefighter hoods. I will take one, Rich the other. Our heads will be covered by his gear when we are in cold or fiery situations. I took his small flashlight to carry in my EMT jacket. He had 3 challenge coins in his bag….two of them being religious that I gave to him…a St. Florian coin (the patron saint of firefighters) and the firefighter’s prayer coin I put in his stocking the first Christmas he was working as a firefighter. The other was his OFD coin. As we continued to look through his bag, we found a “Cyndi Strong” bracelet from when I was first diagnosed with cancer a little over 5 years ago. He had told me his had broken, so I gave him mine and he reinforced that one and would where it. The broken one was in his bag. Joe loved to cook for his crew. Because of where he was stationed, he often cooked for a double crew – about 9 people. It started out as punishment for being the new guy, but then they realized he enjoyed cooking and was pretty good at it, he volunteered to do it regularly. I can’t tell you how many texts I got from him asking me to take a photo of one of my recipes for him to try out on his guys. He felt like he needed to expand their palates and would make things like Okinawan chicken curry and rice. There were two receipts from Walmart in his bag from 6 weeks prior to his death where he had purchased food for meals for his guys on shift with him. Of all the things, these two pieces of paper made the waterworks flow hard for me. We found three of his accountability tags, and will each carry one with us, as it has his photo on it. I also found his small notebook from the City of Olathe, which had a message that hit home. It was such a gift to go through these things….the objects of his trade, that we are now trying to do to honor him. To have his things with us on our calls – absolutely priceless. We can’t thank the OFD and Michelle enough for letting us have these items.

This mom is going to brag a bit, so buckle up. Two years ago my Tim left his job at Stanford University to take on a new role at the University of California San Diego as the women’s basketball sports performance coach. He didn’t fill all the boxes for qualifications, but a call from Tara Vanderveer (Stanford) to her little sister at UCSD (Heidi Vanderveer) got Tim’s foot in the door for an interview. Tim was hired and made the move 7 hours south to San Diego. UCSD was making their move from Division II to Division I in the sports arena. This allowed them to get a strength and conditioning coach (sports performance) head coach for their women’s team for the first time. Only a couple of weeks after Tim was hired, the entire basketball program went to Italy to play some international teams and to bond as teammates and coaching staff. They were there about 10 days and had a great time despite the heat of the summer. Tim realized upon returning to San Diego and familiarizing himself with the sports science equipment, he was going to have a steep learning curve. There are two main types of sports science equipment and where he had been working with one type for quite awhile, he was now faced with learning the ins and outs of the other type. The head of basketball sports performance (also the men’s basketball sports performance coach) started mentoring Tim and teaching him the new system. However, just a few weeks in and that coach was hired by the Celtics organization (great choice). That position was not filled so late in the preseason, so Tim was left to contact friends and mentors around the country on his off time to figure out how to work the equipment. He also dealt with several female basketball athletes who had injuries and worked their rehab programs. That first year was a steep learning curve for Tim and he spent a lot of his free time learning about how to better himself professionally. If you have ever met Tim, this shouldn’t be much of a surprise.

When a college decides to change divisions, they have a four-year waiting period before they are able to compete in post season play. Even if they won their conference, they would not get to play in the Big West Conference tournament due to these rules. Tim stayed on for a second year and it was the first year their sports team would be able to compete like everyone else in their conference. The season didn’t start out well…they were 1-8 in the beginning. However, they slowly started gelling as a team and chipping away at their losing record until they were ranked #4 in the conference and won a spot in post season play in the Big West. Last weekend they clawed their way to the championship game of the Big West Conference in Henderson, NV. They were ranked #4 and ended up winning it all! Better still, the men’s team also won the Big West Conference title as well! How about them apples? They made history as both men’s and women’s teams going to the NCAA Tournament in their first year of eligibility. Unfortunately, their run was cut short on the men’s and women’s side quite quickly. Still, so super proud of all they accomplished this year. Here are some photos I stole from Tim’s instagram page. He and their athletic trainer worked so hard for the girls this year. Tim’s a lot more comfortable in his job and now even has other sports performance coaches from around the country contacting him to chat about rehabing their injured athletes and getting them back on the courts. So proud of Tim and what he does, and for the team he works with. Go Tritons!

Leiomyosarcoma (LMS) is a rare form of cancer that affects about 10 in a million people. There is not a lot of research out there for this cancer and because of that, there is a very strong forum on Facebook for people from all over the world who have LMS to compare treatment notes. LMS is not like breast cancer or prostate cancer where there is a regimented treatment to start with. Everyone is different and everyone’s cancer reacts differently to chemo, radiation, and surgery. It is like playing whack-a-mole. I was diagnosed over 5 years ago. At that time, the survivability ratio for 5 years was 17-23%. Not great. But like I said, everyone is different. There are no blood tests for testing this cancer, like there are for other types of cancer. You just pray the treatment works and get CT scans frequently.

A little over 5 years ago, the LMS FB I belong to, asked a seasoned thriver (someone who has lived greater than 7 years with the disease) to moderate a zoom meeting with newly diagnosed patients. There were four of us at the time volunteering to do the meeting: Hollie, Liz, Maria, and me. Hollie and Liz were the younger two, with Maria and me being the older gals. The four of us were from all over: South Dakota, Oklahoma, Nebraska, and England. We have never met in person. We talked every day or so with each other. Within a year or so, we lost Hollie. It broke our hearts as her two young girls had to bury their mom….and say their goodbyes to her in a hospital over Mother’s Day, of all days. That was a hard blow for our group, to lose Hollie.

The years went on and the three of us (Liz, Maria, and me) went about our lives, fighting our LMS cancer in very different ways. We talked every couple of weeks, but when all three of us could chat online live, we would type up a storm, catching up with not only our treatments and prognosis, but our lives. Liz has been struggling this last year. She was really hoping to make it to her 40th birthday in April. Her parents posted on our LMS FB group yesterday that Liz had died early on St. Patrick’s Day. Her last name was Green, so I think that Liz would have gotten a kick out of that. She was so very funny and so full of life. She travelled from her home in Oklahoma to MD Anderson in Houston for appointments and treatments. Most of us have to do that….travel to where the specialists are. For me, that is the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN. Liz really put on the miles this past year especially. I thought for a moment we would finally be able to meet but she left Houston the day I arrived to see my folks last week. My last text to her was to ask when she was leaving Houston to head home. I missed her by about 8 hours. I knew she was not doing well, but I thought she would make that milestone birthday.

So it is down to Maria and me. We are both stable and living life to the fullest for those who can’t. If you get a chance and you are the praying type, say a prayer for Liz….who fought so valiantly. She and Hollie are probably chatting up a storm in heaven right now. If you aren’t the praying type, raise a glass to a wonderful woman who was a true LMS warrior. Slainte, Liz! I will miss you and your wit so very much.