Every person has had that one special childhood friend; Jethro Hatch was mine. He was my first professor in Adventure 101, he taught me how to sew, and he was my brother at heart, but eventually, we chose separate paths. Jethro was diagnosed with Burkitt’s Lymphoma in the Fall of 2013. I was told he would recover, but he left my life at the age of eighteen three months later. I wasn’t there for him like I should have been, but I was there to hold his hand in the end. Since then, it has become my dream to earn a living comforting and healing those who are sick. I hope to find a career in Oncology. I couldn’t be there for Jethro, but I can be there for others like him struggling with cancer. The path to medical school won’t be easy, but I am on my way. I am hoping to obtain my CNA certificate at the end of this month, which will aid me in my studies in pre-med and biology at the University of Utah. A career in Oncology will not change the world simultaneously. But for those suffering from cancer: it WILL change their world to have someone who values their comfort and quality of life above all else; to have someone to hold their hand in the end.