Candy O'Terry's Blog

Why I Make Strides

Posted 9/29/2011 8:17:00 PM

Dear Diary:

Every year when I stand on that big stage at the Hatchshell for the American Cancer Society's Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk, I see thousands of people.  They are mothers, sisters, best friends.  They are husbands, fathers and sons, who walk to find a cure for a disease that takes the women we love from us each and every day.

I always tell my story from that stage and as much as I try to hold it together, I cry. 

It's the story of a girl who was 14 when her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer.  She was an only child and her parents were divorced.   Throughout high school, the girl watched her mother's health decline.  First she lost one breast and then the other. Then the cancer traveled from breast to bones and the girl was always worried about what might happen next. But her ...

When God Closes A Door, He Opens A Window

Posted 7/15/2011 12:43:00 PM

Dear Diary:

I've spent the week filling in for Mike Addams on Morning Magic.  It's always a challenge to get up at 4AM, but I do it because I think it makes me a better radio girl.   I'm feeling a little melancholy lately, thinking about the nearly 21 years I've spent at Magic 106.7.  People say:  your job sounds like so much fun…and it is.  But like any other job, you have to work hard to get to where you want to be.

I'm remembering my decision to pursue a career in radio.  My husband of 10 years had announced he didn't love me anymore and I completely fell apart.  Once I stopped crying, I had to figure out how to support my children.  I was working as a session singer at the time, while running the swimming program at the Meadowbrook Day Camp in Weston and fronting a band called STAGE ...

Mom, I Made It!

Posted 6/25/2011 8:08:00 AM

Dear Diary:


I was driving home late from the station last night and I could hear my cell phone ringing. I turned onto the expressway and reached into my purse to grab it. I saw the caller ID. It said CHRIS O.


MY SON...calling me on the final day of Selection for Special Forces at Fort Bragg, North Carolina. I had been praying for Christopher every day, asking St. Joseph to bless him with strength and success. You see, this is Christopher's dream: to take his skills as a police officer, EMT and member of the SWAT team to the next level as a member of the Army's elite Special Forces.


When he was a little boy, Chris was fearless. While I pushed his sister Colleen on the swings, Chris would traverse the top of the swing set saying: “look Ma, no hands!” He loved camping, mountain ...

I Miss My Father

Posted 6/17/2011 3:37:00 PM
Dear Diary:
I miss my dad.  It's as simple as that.  He died on March 21, 2010. My mom died of breast cancer when I was a teenager, and I'm an only child.  My dad helped me raise my children.  He was my teacher, my biggest fan, my moral compass, my friend and my hero. He was the person who taught me about faith, courage, kindness and truth. 
His name was Raymond and he was very hard of hearing.  He had the worst singing voice E-V-E-R, but he sang with gusto anyway.  My father was a flirt with a glint in his big blue Irish eyes and a smile on his face.  He sang songs like "Clementine" and "I've Been Workin On The Railroad".  He even taught my children Christopher and Colleen World War II marching songs. 
I was a single mom for 15 years and it was my father who made it possible ...