Hello Everybody...

In addition to the emails, voice messages, letters, and cards; a beautiful quilt from Fairbanks friends recently arrived...inspiring me to let folks know where I'm at and how best to contact me.
Most of you already know my story, but for those of you that don't, I wanted to share my basic diagnosis, in the hopes that someone else might avoid what I've gone through. In August 2004, I accidentally slammed my right finger in a door. The injury appeared to be a typical bruise under my finger-nail, only it never seemed to heal. Seven months and several misdiagnoses later, in March 2005, I was diagnosed with subungual melanoma (aka: 'acral lentiginous'; basically melanoma under the fingernail) and advised to amputate the finger. Before amputation, I sought a second opinion, and friends and family accompanied me to the Mayo Clinic, where I have received treatment ever since. Turns out, there are an overwhelming number of cases of subungual melanoma that started as an injury to a finger or a toe. It's thought that sometimes an injury leads to chronic inflammation and triggers an abnormal healing response, termed 'pyogenic granuloma'. When this abnormal healing process goes haywire, it can become cancer. Had I, or one of the clinicians I visited, known about this possibility and biopsied the tissue early on...the progression of the melanoma cancer may have never had the opportunity to occur.

Many of you knew that I had been dealing with this progressive melanoma over the past three years, but I also realize that some of you might not have had any idea. In short, I was able to be fairly independent up until this December, but things have taken a significant turn for the worse and I'm now having to rely more and more on others. At present, I am enrolled in a hospice program
in Minnesota and don't have a lot of energy for returning phone calls and emails, but I do appreciate receiving them. My folks and friends who are down here with me, are fielding a lot of your calls and printing emails for me to read...and I'll try to get back to those I can. However, if I'm unable to do so...please know I'm thinking of you, and that your support is very much felt.

Thank you,
Shelly

A quilt from my friends... Thank you!



Each square of this amazing quilt was made by a friend - most associated with my work at the Alaska Department of Fish and Game. Thank you everybody!

Grand Marais, Minnesota - Road Trip



At the end of January 2008, Heather came for a visit and we did a road trip to the cozy community of Grand Marais, on the north shore of Lake Superior. Amazing artwork, crashing waves, and beautiful ice covered rocks! Just what the soul needs... a little bit of ocean in the middle of the midwest!

A few days before, we rented a 172 and took my parents on a flight-seeing trip around Lake Mille Lacs. I think there might be a future in selling lattes to all those ice fisherman out of my PA-11!

Winter flying!


Galena flight





Solo caribou hunt ...success!



Su Flats Duck Hunt

My first time jump-shooting ducks!....Success!

Vancurlers Fly-in Fly-fishing

I did several trips out to Vancurlers to fly fish in summer 2007. On the weekend these pictures were taken, my friend Heather flew her Champ up from Anchorage and we took off for the day. There was a lot of casting ...but no catching. Still, it was fun to get the planes out and test our rods on this beautiful stretch of river.

Cross country wedding flight



Memorial Day Weekend 2007:

I flew my 11 from Fairbanks down to Sheep Mountain to attend Heather and Paul's fly-in wedding at Majestic Valley Lodge (i.e., Meekins Airstrip).

It rained and then snowed at the wedding, but the real weather hit me coming back into Fairbanks. Extremely gusty winds!!!

Shelly & Heather's big adventure




March 2007
Bought a set of skis, put 'em on the 11, and Heather and I flew her up to Fairbanks.

In the market for a PA-11...

It doesn't happen very often, but every now and then you find that one thing that makes you whole...

Shiny new tail-dragger endorsement!

Dozens of power-off landings later in a Piper Vagabond, I had my tailwheel endorsement from Leaders at Clearwater Lake, Minnesota. My instructor was an 87-year old ex-airline pilot, and I learned more from him in those few hours than my entire sport pilot training combined! The lack of radios and headsets made for some interesting in-flight discussions...