As a reporter, I come into contact with a lot of people. Most of the people are good people. I can't think of any, though, who impressed me as much as Hunter Wolfe did.
I only met Hunter this past March. Sad to say, I met him only one more time after that.
Hunter was only 12-years-old and on Thursday, July 7, he passed away. He lost a valiant battle he fought against cancer.
In April, Hunter, the son of Kimberly Sargeant and Tony Wolfe, both of Jim Thorpe, was one of the recipients of the annual "Courage Awards" of the local chapter of the American Cancer Society.
I've done stories on numerous Courage Award recipients over the years and have been humbled by so many of them for their bravery and determination.
Hunter was nothing less than incredible. Except that he wore a feeding tube, one wouldn't have known he was sick.
His attitude was upbeat. He vowed to defeat the devil that was eating inside him and to get better. He was convincing.
The whole time I interviewed him, his smile never waned. His wit never diminished. His words never turned negative. His attitude didn't turn bitter.
Before his cancer, Hunter had so much going for him. He loved sports, he has a great family, and he was very bright and personable.
In was in October 2010 less than one year ago that Hunter was diagnosed with acute lymphocytic leukemia. The diagnosis floored his parents considering only a month before, he had blood work done and had received a clean bill