London Indiana Jones was known by everyone as Indy. Named after the fictional quick-witted, wise-cracking archeologist of 80's movie lore, Indy quickly grew into her own unique, larger-than-life character. Born in 2015, Indy was only 3 years old when she was diagnosed with Pleuropulmonary Blastoma Type 3. She was only 3 years old when she had to have emergency openheart surgery to remove the tumor, the lower lobe of her left lung, and a branch of the tumor from her heart. By the next day, Indy was sitting straight up in the hospital bed, shouting at her heart surgeon to move out of the way, as he was blocking her view of her favorite television show at the time: Paw Patrol. 

In this way, Indy never allowed her cancer diagnosis to define her. She was always quick and eager to return to laughing and playing and being with her friends--no matter what treatment or procedure she had to endure. Indy lived most of her life in a small home in the country, where she helped tend to five chickens, six cats, and two dogs. If she'd gotten her way, there would have been at least ten more animals on that list.

Though many knew her for the fact that she was diagnosed with this rare lung cancer, Indy was so much more. She was Super Indy, Pirate Indy, Princess Indy, Doctor Indy. If she wasn't tending to her stuffies with her plastic doctor kit, she was constantly on an adventure to defeat the bad guys. Two days before she passed in October 2020, Indy spent the morning making a fabulous birthday cake for her mother's birthday, coated liberally with three layers of sprinkles. That afternoon, they took a walk together down their long driveway, carrying their Pirate swords sticks and looking for "magical", sparkly rocks they could use to charge their swords to defeat the evil witch who was tormenting her Halloween decorations.

Later that night, they circled Barbies on the  back porch, and each Barbie was given the task of telling a spooky Halloween story. No matter what kind of spooky story her mom (via Barbie) came up with, Indy always cut in at the scary part to explain how she came in and saved the day, defeated the bad guys/monsters/ghosts, and protected everyone. Every spooky story had a happy ending. 

This was the way that Indy lived her short life: she aspired to be  a super hero when she grew up. Indy was just five years old when she passed away from complications from the tumors that had metastisized to her brain, but she will always remain alive as Super Hero Indy to us (her parents) and we are asking for everyone's help to fund the much-needed research to finally defeat this horrible disease that took her from us far too early.  No child should ever be denied the chance to follow their dreams and aspirations. Indy would tell us that we have to defeat the "bad guy" that is PPB in all its types. Please help us fund research in her honor.