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John Hedgepeth stands behind his pulpit every Sunday morning, his deep southern drawl washing over his congregation as his passionate sermon resonates with the congregants at Northwood Temple in Fayetteville, NC, the church he has served for over 50 years. His calling to ministry stemmed from a “burning desire” to save lives and he is a teacher, a listener and an advocate for every member of his congregation. They come to him looking for advice, help, and guidance during both the trials and triumphs of their lives, but when he himself was diagnosed with melanoma three years ago, he wasn’t sure where to turn for the medical support and guidance he needed.