By John Vandevelde
With a promise kept and an important lesson borne out, I am back. On May 6, 2009, my doctor told me I had cancer. A colonoscopy had detected two match head-sized polyps, a type of non-Hodgkin lymphoma, a cancer of the white blood cells. "There must be a mistake. I do not have this on my agenda." I was a long-time partner in an eight-lawyer firm that nine months earlier had joined a 500-lawyer firm to start its Los Angeles office. I was v...
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