Walmart Pulls Processed Foods to Prevent Obesity

On a mission to prevent obesity, Walmart has announced that they will be pulling some processed foods from their shelves, sources have confirmed.

According to the Center for Disease Control’s website, 2016 numbers showed that 39.8% of American adults (93.3 million) are obese.*

Some shocking reports suggest that some obese Americans are getting junk food from Walmart, the #1 retail chain in the country that raked in over half a trillion dollars last year.

“The status quo has got to go. We can’t sit back and do nothing about something that kills half a million Americans per year,” a spokesperson said.  “We could potentially be killing our customers with every bag of chips, candy bar, and soda we sell.  We are saying enough is enough.”

When pressed about which processed foods would be removed, the spokesperson explained, “We don’t want to alienate our customers, so we will continue to sell larger snacks.  The only junk food we will be removing will be the smaller, bite size candies.”

When asked if Walmart would stop selling alcohol in an effort to prevent drunk driving, we were refused comment.

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#NewYearNewMe: An Introduction to Fitness Part I: Nutrition

#NewYearNewMe: An Introduction to Fitness Part I: Nutrition

By: Joe Camm

It’s January, so that means everyone is in full swing of their #newyearnewme New Year’s Resolution. If you, like many others are struggling to lose the pounds packed on by the holidays, or you just want to get in shape for the summer, here are some tips on how to avoid getting frustrated and overwhelmed by all that’s out there. However, before we start, I must say before you embark on any exercise or nutrition program please consult a doctor first.

The word “diet” is the worst, most dangerous word in the fitness community. It implies that you have an end date. You don’t want your fitness journey to end, you want to take your progress and keep building on it as long as possible. Diets are too restrictive. They have a strict yes and no column for food sources. In reality, you can have some of the foods you want, you just have to modify them.

If you are just starting out in this journey you must realize your limitations. For someone who has been eating a diet where most of your calories come from carbohydrates such as pasta, pizza, breads, and soda; how well would you do on a carbohydrate restrictive diet such as Keto? Perhaps, it would work better if you slowly eliminated excess carbohydrates, junk food, and soda from your lifestyle first.

Set up long term and short-term nutrition goals to help you keep on track. Weight loss doesn’t happen overnight. It takes time to lose weight. To burn one pound of fat it takes 3,500 calories. By eliminating 500 calories a day you will burn just one pound of fat a week. Apps like My Fitness Pal help you keep track of calorie intake, and your overall progress.  When cutting weight, it is highly advised to log everything you eat and measure all food out.  You will be surprised on how all the little things you eat throughout the day add up.

In the next blog I will focus on exercise. If there is any advice, I can give you, it’s to be patient. The results will come. It takes four weeks for you to notice a difference, eight weeks for friends and family to notice, and twelve for the rest of the world to notice. Just keep going, the end result will be worth it.

Breaking out . . . Why I quit my job as a police officer and I’m not looking back

As far as jobs go, being a cop is a pretty badda**. I mean, c’mon, let’s look at the job description:

  • Drive fast
  • Carry a gun
  • Chase bad guys (on foot and in cars)
  • Enjoy the admiration of your community
  • Always get the girl (or guy, whichever)
  • Keep the peace
  • Help people
  • Save lives
  • Be a hero
  • Wear a cape

I Liked Being a Cop

I liked being a police officer. A lot at first. It was new and shiny and exciting. It was fun.

I worked nights and looked forward to doing it. I drove fast and carried a gun. I waded in the depths of human depravity and looked forward to going back for more the next day. I loved my shift mates; those brothers and sisters in blue who I know had my back at all costs. I loved my sergeant and knew he had my back.

Folks, most of you will never have any idea of what it is like to be a cop. To feel those feelings. To be pumped and having fun while being scared out of your f-ing mind at the same time. To know that you are about to open a door and there is a suicidal man with an axe on the other side (true story).

Or, differently, to kick down a door and not know what the hell to expect on the other side. You just can’t get that feeling from watching C.O.P.S.

To be a cop is to have a front row seat to the greatest show on earth. It was Jerry Springer live every day, and you are the big bald guy who gets to burst in from stage-left and take out the trash when it gets rowdy.


Did I mention drive fast and carry a gun? Yeah. It was a pretty freaking awesome job. Until . . . it wasn’t.

Calls Became Mundane

Eventually the calls became mundane. The nights became routine. And when the new and shiny wears off, what is left? Well, I will show you. This is the job description of patrol officer that I posted on LinkedIn:

  • Drive in endless circles.
  • Deal with other people’s problems.
  • Wade in the depths of human depravity.
  • Baby-sit adult humans.
  • Sometimes take really exciting and fun calls involving death and danger.
  • Make inappropriate jokes to deal with the constant negativity.
  • Drive fast with lights and sirens (really fun!!).
  • Deal with things most people would prefer not to (humans covered in human feces anyone?).
  • Try and help the best you can when and where you can.

I didn’t write the job description above for this post. I wrote this a few days ago to describe my former profession. It was off the top of the head. From the heart. It was how a cop four-weeks removed from the profession feels about his former job. It’s raw. And what you will see above is an accurate description of a patrol officer. At least it was for me.

Incredible Profession

Being a police officer is an incredible profession, post-job cynicism aside. I learned more about people and humanity than most will ever learn from a lifetime in “normal” jobs. (Possible exceptions would be paramedic, firefighter, ER staff in a major city. Those professions also get a strong dose of human depravity every day.) I even got to patch a few bullet holes (*wink-nod to you I700’s) and maybe change a few lives.

Getting Burned

But after a while, it does just become just a job. After a while, the rookie stars fade from your eyes. You get burned by suspects. You get burned by the people you are trying to help. You get burned by the criminal justice system. You get burned by your department. You get burned by the politicians in the DA’s office and on the City Council. Wanna know why cops are cynical? It is because they’ve been burned. A lot. By everyone.

So what happens when a really cool gig turns into just another job? Simple, you start focusing on all the negative crap that surrounds the job. And for someone who started policing in 2014, there was plenty to focus on. As a matter of fact, I think most of my cohort would agree that, as far as the attitude surrounding the profession of policing is concerned, 2014 was one hell of a bad year to start. There was Ferguson and Baltimore and we had plenty of our own drama in Austin. All of a sudden, I read the news and got a strong feeling that certain parts of our society felt that I was just a jack-booted thug who evil-laughs while finding ways to violate people’s civil rights. That’s a tough pill to swallow for someone who took on a job to be one of the good guys.

Side Bar

Commercial break: There IS such a thing as the “Ferguson effect.” Constantly bash on cops as an entire profession and you WILL see a thing called de-policing.

There are bad cops just as there are bad doctors, lawyers, and business executives (and politicians. Don’t forget politicians!). Bad cops should be ferreted out with the ferocity of a lion pouncing on a gazelle. But when you start making up stories and mask them as fact; when you intentionally agitate the mob and start forming lynch-parties in the absence of due-process; when you negatively frame an entire profession to further an agenda, you are going to create a situation where all of a sudden the personal risk to become or remain a cop ain’t worth the hourly wage and shiny badge. That is all. Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Bull Slop

And, of course, there was all the other work-place BS associated with any other job: Politics. Drama. A policy manual so thick that if you dropped it you would break a toe. Working nights and weekends and missing parties and get-togethers and a social life. Working overtime for extra cash on all your days off and still feeling like you can’t get ahead. Day after day. Week after week. Year after year.

Before I knew it, I found myself in a muddy trench. Policing, once fun and exciting, became a slog through a pit. I was caught in attrition warfare, a stalemate, and warriors don’t do that. Warriors maneuver. We infiltrate. We find the flank and overcome the enemy with speed, initiative, and surprise.

Pulling the Trigger

Well, maybe not that much speed. It took a couple more years for me to pull the trigger. In my case, I began to come to the realization that I wasn’t going to be a cop for much longer after about my second year. I tried to stifle it, to push the thoughts down. I so wanted to love the job. I tried to tell myself that I loved it. But I didn’t. Policing is a fun and worthwhile profession. It needs to be done and deserves to be done by those who are incredibly qualified.

But it is not my calling.

There was always some nagging and persistent thought in the back of my mind that my path was meant to diverge from policing. That I am supposed to be something different. That I was supposed to take the path less travelled; all Robert Frost and s**t.

Planning My Escape

I began planning my escape mid-way through year four. Initially I was going to start a side-hustle and try and grow that into a business. Then, after year 12 I would, as our employment contract dictated, vest my pension and make my way out able to cash out my sick leave. Good plan, right? Makes sense. Conservative. Likely to be blessed as reasonable by those who are reasonable. But THEN . . .

In December 2017, after months of negotiation, the Austin City Council, those blessed politicians trying so desperately hard to be seen as progressively progressive, decided to trip over their own feet and vote, unanimously, to NOT ratify a contract that had been negotiated in good faith by the Austin Police Association and their own selected negotiating team.

As much as I want to (see post-script), I will not go further on that subject. Matter of fact, I gotta pause here. I am getting all verklempt. I’m going to get some coffee and take a break. I get angry.

Momentary Pause

Ok, I am back.

That vote, ladies and gentlemen, is what a warrior would call an open flank. Well, since I was escaping, I guess it was more a hole in the lines. An opening. Whatever.

After the council’s vote, I stumbled around in stunned frustration for a couple of months before I realized that, without a contract, I could leave now and ca$h out that $ick leave.


Have my cake AND eat it too? Now that is an opportunity that must be seized. Carpe diem and stuff. So, I did. One day in late February, I mustered up all my courage, walked into my sergeant’s office, and gave him my two week’s notice. I shot through the hole.

Risky Business

Is my business off the ground? Nope. Did I make the reasonable decision to jump ship when my income was fully replaced? Nope. Am I scared? Yep. It’s a big risk. I know. I recognize that I could end up desperate in a few months, with no income and the savings gone, flat on my face. But risk is a part of the game. And sometimes you just gotta go for it.


Warriors Reside in Every Department

I will end this post with a big note: It is the men and women who LOVE policing who will bear with it for decades and then some. And those warriors reside in every department across this great nation.

For them, the profession of policing is a calling. They live it. They breathe it. They don’t want to do anything else, and they would do it no matter what. No matter the polemic and negative BS that certain segments of this society might throw their way. They will still run to the sound of gunfire. They will still kick down that door not knowing what is on the other side. They will still walk up to that package to make sure it is not a bomb. And they will do it for you. With love in their hearts. Because they are warriors. And because they are the sheepdog. And it is their life’s work. God bless them and keep them. We need them badly.

Whoever reads this, all of you out there in internet-land, you need to shower your love on your cops. They need it now more than ever.  Oh, and give them pay raises too: shower them in Benjamins because love does’t pay the bills. And a well-paid cop is a happy cop. And don’t you want your cops to be happy?

Thanks for reading,

– Dustin

P.S: I have a lot of emotion (anger is my go-to emotion) surrounding the Austin City Council and their decision. I even wrote a blog post about it. Then I decided to take it down (nobody read it anyway) because I thought it was too angry. Even for me. The self-appointed King of Righteous Anger. Whew. I get hot just thinking about it.

P.S. #2: Note: Hey Austin City Council, when the long-standing president of the Austin NAACP publicly states that you made a mistake on not ratifying the contract . . . well, you done messed up A-ARON. Pure and simple. Just admit it. You will feel better and your cops might, maybe, regain a fraction of an ounce of respect for you. You have zero respect right now. The layman can read more about their terrible decision here.

Dustin Hammit wrote this bio about Dustin Hammit. In 3rd person. Using his full name the whole time. Yeah. He’s that guy.

Dustin Hammit is a Texan who comes from Texas and is damn proud of it. He was born in Austin and raised in Georgetown, TX. He went to Texas A&M, got a sweet pair of riding boots, and left with a piece of paper that hangs on a wall. Whoop!  

After college, he joined the Marine Corps because Marines are awesome, have the best uniforms, and always get the girls. He went to a lot of places and did some stuff. Then he left the active duty Marine Corps, did a corporate job for a year, before deciding that desks and offices suck. So he became a cop. Then he decided that working for politicians sucks. And he has control issues and always wants to do things his way. So he stopped being a cop.

Now he writes about breaking free of the grind and living life his own way. He interviews awesome people. You can read it at You can also like his sweet FB page at The Insurgent Capitalist. Or, if you are more of a Twitter person, he tweets at @TheInsurgenC (witty, no?).  

Dustin Hammit is somehow still married to the most understanding and patient woman in the entire world. Together, they spawned 4 more just like him (I mean, they’re like clones. It’s eerie). If you would like to shower Dustin Hammit with positive comments and affection, please email him at

Negative comments and death threats can be emailed to That is all. 

Well, people who get me will like it. Everyone else will roll their eyes and send death threats to Kim Jong-Un. 

New training for drivers


TEXAS: The Texas Senate in 2017 unanimously passed a bill requiring high school students to learn how to interact with law enforcement. The law also affects drivers in training and law enforcement officers.

Senate bill 30, also referred to as the Community Safety Education Act, will help students understand how to interact with law enforcement as well as their rights and proper procedure for filing complaints against an officer. The idea behind the bill is to help students have positive interactions with law enforcement.

“This is not the silver bullet that will impact the entire relationship between law enforcement and citizens, but it’s a step in the right direction,” says state Sen. Royce West, D-Dallas, one of the bill’s authors.

The Texas State Board of Education and the Texas Commission on Law Enforcement will work together to develop curriculum for students in grades 9-12, driver education courses, and peace officers. Sen. John Whitmire, D-Houston, another author of the bill, said that local school boards would have a say in what their students learn. The course will be required for students to graduate from high school.

Curriculum for all three courses will include the responsibility and duties of law enforcement, a person’s rights during an interaction, proper behavior for each party involved, and how to file a complaint against an officer.

To read the bill click here:



POLK COUNTY, FLORIDA: A Florida woman was arrested and charged with second degree murder in the stabbing death of her husband after she claims she slipped while she was slicing a pizza while holding her dog.

Investigators with the Polk County Sheriff’s office say after a three month long investigation they believe 38-year old Rachel Fidanian intentionally killed her husband.

Fidanian told investigators several stories of how the stabbing occurred which involved her slipping or falling while holding a knife. She claimed that when she fell she accidentally stabbed her 40-year old husband, Bryant Fidanian.

Sheriff Grady Judd said, “The suspect made a lot of excuses, but none of them made sense. Our detectives did a thorough investigation. In the end, they determined this was an intentional act of domestic violence.”

Polk County Fire Rescue responded to the 911 call made by the suspect on June 25, 2018. Upon their arrival they received no answer at the door. When they entered the residence they were approached by he nude suspect.

According to the sheriff’s office, the victim was transported to Lakeland Regional Hospital where he died of his injuries. An autopsy revealed that the knife had cut through the victim’s second rib bone, on his left side, and cut the pulmonary artery.


During the investigation the suspect told investigators that the victim was a great husband and that they never fought. When neighbors were questioned they stated that yelling and screaming from the residence was a common occurrence.

The victim had been arrested during a previous call to the residence for breaking the suspect’s arm.

Rachel Fidanian was arrested Wednesday and is being held in the Polk County Jail.

Disgusting Friday Night Slight

Unconscionable, asinine, senseless… these are words that come to mind when you read about this story..but a little background story first.

Brookhaven, Mississippi has had an exceedingly tough last week. Last Saturday morning, two officers were gunned down in the line of duty. Patrolman James White and Corporal Zach Moak walked into the valley, they feared no evil, and they lost their lives as heroes. Hundreds of police came to their funerals as an entire community came together with the families to mourn. Their processions were miles long. Thousands stood along the streets waving American flags with hands over heart. The displays of unity in the community were heartwarming and comforting. This is a community that stands tall when tragedy strikes.

As with many small towns that dot the map that makes up these United States, Friday night is something to look forward to for many towns. Friday Night Football would have been a great reprieve from this difficult week, but the citizens of Brookhaven were met with a different mode of terror.

Friday night at Brookhaven High School, the Panthers were battling the Forest Hill Patriots, a Jackson area high school. During the half time show, Forest Hill band students performed what was described as a performance loosely based on the movie John Q. The show features the scene pictured above, with students dressed as doctors and nurses pointing toy guns at others students dressed as police officers.

To put it short, the hometown crowd was a little less than enthused! As the scene was carried out moans of shock and horror rang through the crowd, no doubt followed by booing at the senseless display being played out before them.

Many questions come to mind when you try to ‘wrap your head’ around how anyone could ever think that this was remotely appropriate. Had this been performed before last night? There were major failures in the decision making that went into this half time performance of a high school band. In my 30 plus years of life watching high school football games as well as participating in high school and junior college band myself, I have never seen or heard of a band taking that much ‘theatric license’ the likes of which this already traumatized town was exposed to Friday night. Students, mind you, were holding and play shooting very real looking guns, at other students dressed as police officers, on a high school football field. This isn’t the drama department, this isn’t art, this was high school marching band performance. In this day and age, where officers across the country are at a greater risk than ever arguably, the kind of message that was being sent in that display is not hard to read. We could make assumptions about this scene and the overt message that it sends, however this writer will leave that to you, the reader.


The important thing to note here is that the students, although they performed the scene, they likely did not plan it out. Even so, adults were responsible for putting together this half time show and approval of said show.

Thankfully, the resulting outrage that was triggered Friday night as already had an impact. Posts on social media about the event went viral, with one post being shared over 900 times. Local and State elected representatives took action immediately and thoroughly. A myriad of phone calls and emails were sent by citizens and officials alike. Apologies have been extended from Jackson Mayor Chokwe Lumumba and Jackson Public Schools Superintendent Dr. Errick L. Greene. As of Saturday evening, Jackson Public Schools had put the Band Director of Forest Hill High School on administrative leave pending an internal investigation. There may be some action taken against other adults or even students who may have been involved in the decision making process or for the use of very realistic toy guns when use of such toys are highly prohibited on school campuses. However, the response and remorse expressed by leaders shows that common sense still reigns in Jackson.

Despite this lapse of judgement on the part of the Forest Hill High band, Brookhaven still stands strong. Rest In Peace Patrolman James White and Corporal Zach Moak, your heroic sacrifice shall not be forgotten.

Mom Blows Head Off Pedophile Attacking Daughter

There is one less pedophile in the world today after a man was shot dead during the attempted rape of a 12-year old girl at a property in Morgantown, West Virginia.

A 42-year old mother told investigators that she woke in the early hours of the morning after hearing a commotion in her daughter’s room. Arming herself with a shotgun from her closet, the mother rushed to her daughter’s aid.  Entering her daughter’s room, she observed an unidentified man struggling with her daughter.

Upon hearing the mother enter the room, the man turned around to face the mother.  This was when she removed most of his head with a single shotgun blast to his face. The rapist was a 53 year old sex offender known to police for a series of crimes on young victims.  He did not survive due to a severe loss of head.

“Deputies arrived at the scene and discovered the body of a deceased male,” said one investigator. “As our enquiry is ongoing we are yet to release the name of the suspect, or the victims involved, but we can confirm that the dead man is on the West Virginia Sex Offender Registry.”

As the investigation continues, it is not known if there will be any charges brought against the mother.  This is a standard response to a standard question that reporters like to ask.  If the mother’s statements are shown to be true, then there is no reason to believe any charges would be appropriate.

Good shootin’, mom.

Shoplifter Run Over, Killed by Her Own Getaway Car

Keneesha Cunningham, 35, was run over and killed by her getaway car driven by one of her shoplifting accomplices.  The scene unfolded in a Walmart parking lot early Saturday morning.

Cunningham and her accomplices had entered the Walmart, filled their cart with over $1100 in merchandise, and then walked out of the store without paying.

A Walmart security guards followed the women out to the parking lot and began taking pictures of their car.  That is when Cunningham decided to use her body to shield the vehicle’s license plate.

Chermaine Tee Mayo, 38, one of Cunningham’s accomplices, threw the vehicle in reverse and began backing up with Cunningham hanging on.  At some point, Cunningham fell off of the vehicle and was run over, immobilizing the Chevrolet Impala getaway car.  The driver, Mayo, and passenger Donisha Jaquil Harris, 26, then jumped from the car and fled on foot while their accomplice laid dying under their car.

Police officers responding to the call were able to locate and arrest Mayo and Harris.  Cunningham was pronounced dead at the scene.

Mayo is charged with criminally negligent vehicular manslaughter, negligent vehicular homicide while under the influence of alcohol, reckless endangerment, theft of more than $100 and less than $1,500 and conspiracy to commit theft, according to Cecil County District Court records.

Mayo remained in the Cecil County Detention Center without bond until Monday morning, when she posted a $25,000 bond to gain her pre-trial freedom after the original amount was lowered during a district court bail review hearing, court records show.

Harris, who is charged with theft of more than $100 and less than $1,500 and a mirroring conspiracy count, was released on personal recognizance shortly after her arrest, according to court records.


Five Finger Death Punch Writes Five Figure Check for Families of Fallen Officers

Five Finger Death Punch has donated a portion of their concert proceeds to help support the families of fallen officers.  Five Finger Death Punch showed their support for law enforcement officers recently when they wrote a $95,000 check to Concerns of Police Survivors (C.O.P.S.).

ffdp-smallIn a recent Facebook post, guitarist Zoltan Bathory wrote, “Unfortunately, every 58 hours a police officer who believes in something sacrifices everything and dies in the line of duty….We’ve had the privilege to work with veteran and police organizations for years….Our chosen charity – C.O.P.S. [Concerns Of Police Survivors] helps and benefits the families of our fallen heroes in blue….Today we are making this donation as a token of our respect and gratitude to those who committed to protect and serve, to those who signed up to bravely hold that thin blue line between ‘civilization as we know it’ and ‘lawless savagery and chaos.'”

“C.O.P.S. is grateful to be the recipient of such a generous donation from Five Finger Death Punch,” C.O.P.S. Executive Director Dianne Bernhard told Loudwire. “We not only appreciate their amazing musical talent, but their support for surviving families and co-workers of America’s law enforcement truly sets them apart. Thank you on behalf of over 47,000 survivors!”

The Concerns of Police Survivors organization provides peer support, scholarship opportunities, children’s camps, counseling services, and support through trial and parole processes.  The organization also hosts a yearly conference and provides training for law enforcement agencies on how to respond to the loss of a fellow officer.

In June, Bathory announced that the heavy metal band planned to donate a portion of ticket proceeds from their “And Justice for None” tour to the organization.

“On this next tour, we are donating a portion from every ticket sold to an organization called C.O.P.S.,” Bathory told Loudwire at the time. “Basically, it’s for the families of fallen police officers.”

“I personally look at [the police] and think they are special people who deserve the respect and I don’t know that the general population understands what they go through,” the Hungarian-born guitarist explained. “I feel that they are not getting the respect that they deserve.

“Realistically, we’re not living in a world where everybody’s got flowers and smiling and are peaceful or [singing] ‘Kumbaya,’’ he said. “So, for those who realize this is not reality, you have to accept that each city has a police force, and they are really that thin blue line, that thin layer of ice on a deep ocean of f–king chaos, and savagely things can happen to them.”

Bathory commended those who have chosen to protect and serve, even when some members of society fail to recognize their sacrifices.

“These guys, they go to work and realize they might not come home. They sign up for that and that is respectable,” Bathory said.

Five Finger Death Punch’s toured over the summer with co-headliner Breaking Benjamin.  The tour was so successful, the bands are pairing up for another tour this fall.  The fall tour, with special guests Bad Wolves, In Flames, and From Ashes to New, kicks off in Louisville, Kentucky on Sep. 29.


Police Officer Pleads For Daughter’s Bone Marrow Match

Pflugerville Police Sgt. Kirk Anderson needs assistance from members of the public with personal, life-or-death urgency.

Anderson’s 9-year-old daughter, Camryn, was recently diagnosed with a rare condition. He and his wife, Kimberly, said their daughter’s recent health issues made their presence known with frequent nosebleeds and bruising on her body that wouldn’t go away.

Camryn was diagnosed with Aplastic anemia. It’s a rare medical condition that occurs when the body fails to produce a sufficient number of blood cells due to a failure of bone marrow development.

Sgt Anderson stated that, “The only hope for her is that we find a match, a bone marrow match.”

Without a bone marrow match, Camryn may only have about a year to live, her parents said. As the family waits for a suitable donor to emerge, the young patient is forced to stay at home as even a common cold could prove disastrous to her health, they said.

The worried parents are now hoping for nothing short of a miracle. Only 2 percent of the U.S. population is registered in the national bone marrow registry. Camryn’s brother was found not to be a match on Thursday, dashing the family’s hopes for a donor. Their only hope now is to find a match through the bone marrow registry to which more than 2,000 have signed up after news of Camryn’s plight surfaced.

Like many officers pursuing a career in law enforcement, Officer Anderson has undoubtedly performed heroically in the course of his work. Now, it’s up to members of the community to act heroically, and check to see if they might be a bone marrow match for Camryn.

To find out more information on how to sign up in the bone marrow registry, click here.

More information is available on the Facebook page Camryn’s Relentless Battle.