Three Day Walk For The Cure

This year, I'll be participating in a very special event called the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure.

I'll walk 60 miles over the course of three days with thousands of other women and men. Net proceeds from the Komen 3-Day for the Cure are invested in breast cancer research and community programs.

I've agreed to raise at least $2,300 in donations. I've set my personal goal at $5000. So I need your help. Would you please consider making a donation of $50? Keep in mind how far I'm walking - and how hard I'll have to train. You can give online at The3Day.org. Just follow the link below to visit my personal fundraising Web page and make a donation. You can also call 800-996-3DAY to donate over the phone.

My mother died from breast cancer at the age of 38. I was barely out of first grade. I'm not letting you know this to get your sympathy, but I do hope I can convince you to support me in my 3-Day walk for the Cure. I'm hoping to raise 5000 and awareness that this disease affects us all, and is especially devastating in the african american population. I hope you will consider a donation of at least 50 dollars to help me reach my goal, but at the very least 5 dollars. 
Not everyone can walk, but most of us can find a way to give a little so that we may help a lot!

One person is diagnosed with breast cancer every three minutes in the United States. That's why I'm walking so far. To do something bold about breast cancer. I hope that you'll share this incredible adventure with me - by supporting me in my fundraising efforts.

Thank you in advance for your generosity!

Sincerely,
Thanks

Nina Foxx
Author, Playwright & Filmmaker
http://ninafoxx.com

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