Skin cancer scar helps me remember to protect myself

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Lydia Seabol Front. [Staff file photo/The Tuscaloosa News]

It was May 1996 and I was thrilled to take what should have been a week of exams by the pool in my friend’s neighborhood. We had exempted our ninth grade final exams with good marks, which meant we didn’t have to show up for school that day – and lying in the sun was a must.

There was no sunscreen, only baby oil and cooking in the sun.

I don’t remember how long we were by the pool, although it was probably most of the day. But what I remember was the worst sunburn of my life, to the point where the constant feverish chills and pain of my body covered in aloe gel stuck to my mother’s Laura Ashley sheets during the days that have followed are still etched in my mind.

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