It caught my attention and piqued my curiosity when I didn’t see fear in some patients. They would walk and not be faint. They would run and not grow weary. They would smile and I didn’t know why. I couldn’t tell whether something called them forward, or something lifted them from behind. I came to think of them as the WINDRUNNERS because they ran so well, faster, smoother and longer, as if lifted over the rocks and potholes of the track and their cancer. I started watching out for what was different about them.
