Breast Cancer Cluster confirmed /zip 75028 claims mother of 7 in Flower Mound in 2012

update 7/30/14 WFAA reported that Texas Dept. of State Health Services found higher than expected rates of breast cancer in zip 75022 & 75028 but not higher than expected rates for childhood leukemia, brain, & liver cancer, also not found in higher than expected rates for adults was non-Hodgkins lymphoma.

update 4/1/14 … There is a Flower Mound Cancer Cluster claim that the childhood leukemia is triple the rate than in other areas. http://www.utexas.edu/news/2014/03/27/hydraulic-fracturing-texas/ (Comments) 1. Sara said on March 27, 2014 “It is terrifying to read about this. I work in a pediatric office in Flower Mound, and I have heard that the rates of developmental disorders in children are extremely high here also.” end update….   The Jacob Bloom story (see below) is so touching. His family lives in Flower Mound…where his now deceased mother loved and lived her life in that zip code reported to have a cancer cluster.

FYI Below is info I sent two of our councilwomen that I sat near in church yesterday where we received a handout of the Jacob Bloom “My Story” which was about his mother of seven children (of which the youngest is 5 years old) just died of stage 4 Adenocarcinoma lung cancer.
—– Forwarded Message —- From: kim feil <kimfeil@sbcglobal.net> To: kathryn.wilemon@arlingtontx.gov; lana.wolff@arlingtontx.gov Sent: Sun, October 7, 2012 7:39:21 PM Subject: Jacob Bloom story at FBCA today/saw ya’ll in church this morning

The handout today showed a FBCA student in our College Ministry. I did some checking and found out that his family lives in Flower Mound in the same zip code (75028) that channel 33 did a cancer cluster story on last year  f y i …
My Story by Jacob Bloom….

“My name is Jacob Bloom. I am a student in the College Ministry here at the church (FBCA in Arlington TX). I am second oldest of 7 children; ranging in age from 5 to 24. In March of this year, my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 Adenocarcinoma. This is a from of lung cancer that effects non-smokers and women commonly. As her oldest son, I immediately felt a sense of responsibility to be a strength in the family; a rock. For the first month and a half or so, my mother was weakened physically, experiencing much pain and fatigue. My family spent all hours, taking turns, sitting at her bedside.
I soon saw many things that I could not have prepared for. I suddenly saw a love in my father’s eyes that I had never noticed. The way that he cared for my mother, embraced her, and carried my four sisters and two young brothers through their distraught was incredible. I saw a sense of responsibility and care from my sisters; taking up the chores more closely, watching after my brothers so that my dad could work and be with my mom. I saw a strength in my younger brothers; knowing that something was wrong.
While still here at school, prayer became a struggle and worship a fight. I became angry. Throughout the summer, I continued to battle thoughts and doubts. There was a hope, though. As time passed, my mother’s health continued to fade. She was bed ridden. Suddenly, a love from extended family came; not only family by blood, but our church family. People stopped by the house, giving food and money to assist in medical bills and groceries. Gift cards came to help with my younger siblings. First Baptist Church at Arlington supplied school materials for my siblings. We all felt so loved, so embraced by God’s people. I realized something. These things I began to see- these wonderful blessings- came from God alone. The incredible love that my father showed, the strength that my sidlings had, the loving care of many people; these were all things that God shows us every day. A sense of peace came over our family, because we had confidence that God was taking care of this. We had to trust that he was doing what was best.
In July of this year, my mother was admitted to a hospice care enter. With knowledge of what this meant, an entire presence of peace ad love filled us all. We all let go of all other things so as to give my mother as much love and care as possible; all of us spending our time in singing worship, crying, laughing, praying. My mom continued to ask for worship music and playing the guitar. After a week or so, we were informed of my mother’s time left. A group here in Arlington took their time to go up there and love on my family. We all prayed and worshipped together, and a light was seen by my family. I can not express my gratitude for my God and his people for showing such an immense amount of love and faith to us. On August 5, 2012 around 8:30pm, my mother joined our Lord in heaven. At the very moment her breathing stopped, my hand was on her chest praying for healing. In those moments I have never before been so terrified, confused, angry, and many other emotions, but even in that night, God gave us peace.
In the time since, my family has continued to pray and embrace each other to get through this. And in the monents, just as my hand was on her heart, God’s hand is on ours, speaking for us to heal. God’s love in our lives has changed us entirely. It is of utmost importance to return this love that we don’t deserve; to embrace Him in faith and worship.”

end Jacob’s story———————————————–

Here are some more stirring shale stories…
Shane Leverett · Gardendale, Texas responds to a “Drill baby drill; but not near me” comment….

Analoghartlo, I am not a hypocrite. You make a comment like that and do not even know my story. Have you ever had your retirement and your kids inheritance stolen by an oil company? Have you ever been threatened with retaliation if you did not cooperate? Have you ever had portions of your community gassed and evacuated because of a leak of gas containing 40,000 PPM H2S? Have you ever been antagonized day and night with lying and deceitful landmen? Have you ever had a grown child move away from you for fear of the over concentrated drilling program in our once peaceful community? Have you ever had millions of pounds of dirt polluted with chlorides, benzene, xylene, and other dangerous elements buried on your land just a few feet above your water supply? Have you ever had your property vandalized with vulgar graffiti because they don’t like your stand on the destruction of our once peaceful farm community? Have you ever had your home overrun with total strangers? Well, I have. Until you learn the facts, you have no right to make such an uninformed comment. Just because I don’t want the oil industry to take back what it took me a lifetime to save does not make me a hypocrite. You, however, are ignorant and should learn the facts before spouting off.”  

About Kim Triolo Feil

Since TX Statute 253.005 forbids drilling in heavily settled municipalities, I ran City Council Seat to try to enforce this. I lived in Norco’s “cancer alley”, a refinery town, and have become ultra sensitive to pollution since urban drilling has come to Arlington TX. I know there are more canaries here in Arlington having reactions to the new industrialized airshed (we have 55-60 padsites of gas wells). Come forward and report to me those having health issues especially if you live to the north/northwest of a drill site so I can map your health effects on this blog. My youtube account is KimFeilGood.
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2 Responses to Breast Cancer Cluster confirmed /zip 75028 claims mother of 7 in Flower Mound in 2012

  1. My Story by Jacob Bloom….My name is Jacob Bloom. I am a student in the College Ministry here at the church (FBCA in Arlington TX). I am second oldest of 7 children; ranging in age from 5 to 24. In March of this year, my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 Adenocarcinoma. This is a from of lung cancer that effects non-smokers and women commonly. As her oldest son, I immediately felt a sense of responsibility to be a strength in the family; a rock. For the first month and a half or so, my mother was weakened physically, experiencing much pain and fatigue. My family spent all hours, taking turns, sitting at her bedside. I soon saw many things that I could not have prepared for. I suddenly saw a love in my father’s eyes that I had never noticed. The way that he cared for my mother, embraced her, and carried my four sisters and two young brothers through their distraught was incredible. I saw a sense of responsibility and care from my sisters; taking up the chores more closely, watching after my brothers so that my dad could work and be with my mom. I saw a strength in my younger brothers; knowing that something was wrong. While still here at school, prayer became a struggle and worship a fight. I became angry. Throughout the summer, I continued to battle thoughts and doubts. There was a hope, though. As time passed, my mother’s health continued to fade. She was bed ridden. Suddenly, a love from extended family came; not only family by blood, but our church family. People stopped by the house, giving food and money to assist in medical bills and groceries. Gift cards came to help with my younger siblings. First Baptist Church at Arlington supplied school materials for my siblings. We all felt so loved, so embraced by God’s people. I realized something. These things I began to see- these wonderful blessings- came from God alone. The incredible love that my father showed, the strength that my sidlings had, the loving care of many people; these were all things that God shows us every day. A sense of peace came over our family, because we had confidence that God was taking care of this. We had to trust that he was doing what was best. In July of this year, my mother was admitted to a hospice care enter. With knowledge of what this meant, an entire presence of peace ad love filled us all. We all let go of all other things so as to give my mother as much love and care as possible; all of us spending our time in singing worship, crying, laughing, praying. My mom continued to ask for worship music and playing the guitar. After a week or so, we were informed of my mother’s time left. A group here in Arlington took their time to go up there and love on my family. We all prayed and worshipped together, and a light was seen by my family. I can not express my gratitude for my God and his people for showing such an immense amount of love and faith to us. On August 5, 2012 around 8:30pm, my mother joined our Lord in heaven. At the very moment her breathing stopped, my hand was on her chest praying for healing. In those moments I have never before been so terrified, confused, angry, and many other emotions, but even in that night, God gave us peace. In the time since, my family has continued to pray and embrace each other to get through this. And in the monents, just as my hand was on her heart, God’s hand is on ours, speaking for us to heal. God’s love in our lives has changed us entirely. It is of utmost importance to return this love that we don’t deserve; to embrace Him in faith and worship.

  2. Elaine says:

    What a beautiful testimony to the strength and love of a family dealing with the worst of tragedy — I could hardly read it thru the tears. Shocking how quickly it ravaged her. We lived in Plano for many years and saw young adults succumb very quickly to cancers, too, which was one of the reasons we moved to Flower Mound. We went for years not hearing of any of our Flower Mound friends with cancer and then one friend got cancer. She put the blame on the fact that she’d used estrogen only to look young for years. I’ve not had or heard of one of my Flower Mound friends having cancer since then — more than 12 years ago. The thought of our town being afflicted with this, now, keeps me wanting to fight to improve the situation. It was a very bitter pill to swallow — I can still remember how betrayed I felt that day when I realized that the Council was going to ignore all of our pleas and reasonings I think that’s a large part of the reason the elections went the way they did. I still feel that our ordinances mandate all possible emission devices that are available but there is just absolutely no enforcement. I feel very sure that none of these inspections are happening in Flower Mound, today. When one of our wells almost blew out, the company statement laid the blame on the valve that had corroded. As I understand it this back flow that comes up with the gas is extremely corrosive and there is no material that can stand up to it. Hence, I became very concerned and have asked many questions about the drip pans. Hopefully, our town will take this issue up, again.

    Hang in there, Kim.

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