Breast Cancer Awareness Month reminds women to get checked; Support Education Matters team | Letters

Mammograms save lives

Once again it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month and, like the great comic Lily Tomlin, I’m looking for intelligent life on the planet … or, more specifically, some meaning for my own personal experience with the disease.

It really gives me a warm fuzzy feeling when a woman tells me she got a mammogram because I brought the matter to her attention (sometimes I just bug the hell out of someone until she makes that doctor’s appointment) and once someone told to me that I saved her life. Terrific! That’s as good as it gets.

To all my sister survivors, I urge you to try to get at least one woman, who has not been attentive, to get a mammogram. Of course, I would suggest skipping the scare tactics … just not a good way to achieve your objective. And if you can muster enough physical and emotional stamina, you might find it rewarding to be an advocate for some beleaguered lady who just received the bad news.

And, if you can’t do that, no problem.

One disease does not fit all physically or emotionally, and it’s up to the individual as to what she can or cannot handle. The first article I ever did on this subject years ago emphasized that early detection via a mammogram wasn’t lucky, it was smart. Now, never getting a mammogram and never getting breast cancer is lucky — just like playing roulette.

The late singer/actress Nell Carter was once in a public service ad saying, “Girl, if you don’t get your breasts examined, you ought to get your head examined.” Whoever wrote that bit of philosophy was sooooo right. So, again, as I say every October: Stay well … stay vigilant … and stay alive.

Jeanette Kronick, North Bergen; Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Research advocate

Re-elect BOE incumbents

When Jersey City schools closed on March 16, I certainly did not expect to be here in early October proctoring Zoom sessions for my 6-year-old twins in between juggling work assignments. But here we are — in the middle of a world health crisis that has altered American lives in ways most of us found unimaginable only seven months ago.

It is easy under these circumstances to point fingers and find faults, but not to single out merits or give credit. But I write to you today to do just that.

Before COVID-19, I was, at best, mildly interested in our Board of Education and the inner workings of the Jersey City School District. With so much at stake, mildly interested was not going to cut it this year.

For the past seven months, I have forced myself to listen through each lengthy JCBOE meeting, gritting my teeth through the minutia, the time-consuming protocols; the unanswered and unanswerable questions; the frustration of parents and teachers alike; and the technical difficulties. I expected contentious interactions, animosity, finger-pointing and unworkability. What I heard was not that.

As I sit here, filling out my election ballot