The Fort Worth Star Telegram answered that question  in a "shocking expose," which set the 
town buzzing. Dr. Kelley, an orthodontist, was seei ng cancer patients! Further, the "therapy" he 
suggested was largely a matter of altering the diet s of his patients and giving them vitamins and 
such! The notion that an individual’s diet might be  a factor in a disease as serious as cancer was 
considered absurd, but only slightly less so than t he idea of a dentist working with cancer 
patients in any capacity. The scandal instigated by  this article was the first I remember. Unfortunately, it was not the last. My father became involved in cancer research first as a patient. In the early 1960’s life in this 
family was relatively normal. At that time, we live d in Midland, the tumbleweed capital of 
Texas. Dad was practicing orthodontics, and his pra ctice was thriving. He belonged to the local 
country club, the school board, and the Church of C hrist. In his spare time, he indulged his 
passion for "tinkering" by restoring antique cars. His pride and joy was named Twinkles, a 1923 
Cadillac that ran like a top in response to his dil igent and loving care. I would like to think that my father, given a choic e, would not have changed much in his life. However, he wasn’t given the option. Dad became ill in 1963, and critically so by 1967. The physicians he saw in Midland and Odessa 
couldn’t find anything physiologically wrong with h im for quite some time. The fact that he was 
ill was undeniably apparent; he was so weak, he fou nd it necessary to lie down at the office 
between seeing patients. After he suffered what app eared to be two heart attacks, a diagnosis was 
finally made. The situation, I have been told, was as follows. He had cancer of the pancreas and 
liver. As is usually the case, the malignancy was i n its final stages at the time of diagnosis. The 
doctor refused to operate, saying Dad would die on the table. He should "get his affairs in order" 
quickly; he could expect to live only a few months. The doctor took my mother aside to tell her 
that, in his opinion, two months was a more realist ic time frame. One of the many reasons cancer is such an effective  killer is its ability to destroy completely the 
individual’s will to live. The patient suffers over whelming pain, and his prognosis is rarely very 
optimistic. Any strength he might possess to combat  the disease is soon exhausted, and death 
ceases to be viewed as something to be avoided. In death, the pain will be gone. The patient will 
no longer be forced to face the people he loves and  the sorrow his suffering has brought them. Death becomes a friend, not an adversary. My mother  and grandmother Kelley have told me 
stories of how terrible a thing it was to watch. Unfortunately (or very fortunately), my mother had some more unpleasant news for him. Mom 
has always had a real talent with a credit card. Du e to the fact that we were living heavily in debt, 
she had quietly allowed Dad’s life insurance to lap se. His death would leave his wife and three 
young daughters destitute. I imagine Dad was very angry. He had come to terms with dying, but this news surely obliterated 
any peace of mind he might have attained. At some p oint, he made the decision to do whatever 
he could to live. I don’t know from what source he found the strength to attempt the impossible. Maybe his anger provided the motivation. (After all , if he died, he wouldn’t be able to kill my 
mom!) Instead of tinkering with Twinkles, Dad now began t inkering with himself. The doctors had 
offered him no hope and no help; his only option wa s to take his case into his own hands. He 
wasn’t overly armed for the fight; one of his degre es is in biochemistry, and he knew of several 
people conducting innovative research in natural he aling. His illness was so severe that, by trial 
and error, he was able to determine quickly what su bstances (food, vitamins, and/or minerals) 
swung the pendulum of his well being in what direct ion. Virtually everything the rest of the 
family ate would make him wretchedly ill. I remembe r sitting down to fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy while dad dined on vile-smelling  liver. My sisters and I didn’t understand 
why he was eating this way; no one told us he was d ying. Anyway, Dad must have done something right. Two mon ths came and went, and the next four 
followed suit. During this time (and for sometime a fter, to be sure), Dad was critically ill; and for 
the purposes of this paper and its space limitation , I have greatly simplified the things he did to 
get well. But the bottom line is still the same; he  didn’t die. Word got around — boy did it get around! The parent s of Dad’s orthodontic patients started 
asking him for advice about their ills and those of  their loved ones. And Dad naively dispensed 
it. I don’t believe it ever occurred to him to do o therwise. Many of those asking his advice were 
friends or, at least, people he knew. He simply tol d them what he had done to help himself. He 
had "been there" and knew first hand the agony a ca ncer patient experiences. Here were people 
in desperate need of help. If he knew something tha t might ease their pain at all, he felt it was his 
moral duty to tell them. And many of those who did what he said got well. People came to see Dr. Kelley in increasing numbers , and they weren’t looking to have braces 
put on their kids’ teeth. Since he had to earn a li ving for his family but still felt a moral 
obligation to help anyone he could, he wrote a slim  booklet in 1969 entitled One Answer To 
Cancer. In it was the story of his personal encounter with  malignancy and the theoretical 
explanation of the procedures he used in getting we ll. After the publication of One Answer To Cancer , things really started to happen. As you might 
imagine, the American Medical Association, the Stat e Board of Dental Examiners, and a host of 
other health-oriented organizations began to get ho stile. He endured a great deal of persecution 
during this time, and found himself in quite a dile mma. On one hand, the number of individuals 
seeking his help was ever increasing; on the other,  charges of "practicing medicine without a 
license" were being leveled at him. Eventually, he began seeing cancer patients for a living and 
started charging for his services. However, he saw only those people whose doctors had referred 
their patients to him. He consulted with the indivi dual as well as the physician involved, always 
working well within the law. At the last count with  which I am familiar, he has worked with over 
33,000 patients in this way. Dr. Kelley’s case load has always been predictably lopsided; until recently, the only patients who 
came to him did so after being advised that there w as nothing left to do but buy their burial plots 
and make out their wills. They had tried everything  else before coming to see him. It is really 
amazing that he was able to save any of them at all . A great many of those early patients are 
alive and well today, singing his praises to anyone  who will listen. In the cases of those who he 
was not able to save, their quality of life was sti ll drastically improved. Many who succumbed to 
their illnesses did so without the reality-distorti ng drugs they once took for pain relief. Noting 
this, many of their relatives became vocal supporte rs of my father’s work as well. Dad has helped blaze a trail; he has been a genuine  pioneer in his field. I think the phrase "health 
food nut" must have been coined specifically to des cribe him. It is difficult now to remember 
how "far out" his concepts were considered in 1969. Just as women today take for granted the 
rights their forerunners worked so hard to win, it is easy to forget that Dad preached health foods and ecology long before it became "chic" to do so. When I was growing up, many of my friends 
asked me why I never had acne at all; I was too emb arrassed to tell them. I must admit I am 
shocked to see things I was forced to consume and u sed to hide frantically (such as granola or 
carrot juice) not only socially acceptable but beco me socially desirable! When friends came over to play with my sisters and me, there were no snacks we felt 
comfortable offering them. There was food in the ho use, to be sure, but nothing they might 
recognize. The milk in the refrigerator was raw goa t’s milk (we had a goat in the backyard — 
that by itself caused a great deal of comment). My mother milled wheat to make her own flour to 
bake her own bread. Instead of sugar, the sweetener  our family used was blackstrap molasses. Carob brownies are terrific, but if I offered them,  I would have to explain that chocolate was not 
allowed in our house. People thought my parents wer e crazy, and I didn’t really disagree. Moreover, it wasn’t just that we ate  differently, Dad used the members of our family as  guinea 
pigs to check out every new theory he came across i n his research. For instance, he had all the 
silver fillings taken out of my mouth and replaced with gold. There had been quite a bit of silver 
in there, so the procedure took a long time and was  very expensive. I didn’t understand why he 
wanted to do this, nor did I bother to ask for an e xplanation. Nothing Dad did at this time made 
sense to my sisters or me; we just rolled our eyes and did as we were told. Just within the last 
year, however, I have heard the news that the compo sition of silver fillings changes over time, 
sometimes producing the same symptoms as does mercu ry poisoning. This is just one example 
out of hundreds. I am still discovering on a daily basis just how much ahead of his time my 
father has been, and now I can appreciate the coura ge it must have taken to adhere to the truths 
he found. Dr. Kelley has never refused any patient. His philo sophy is: "Where there’s life, there’s hope." When actor Steve McQueen came to him for help, he d id not turn him away although he knew 
that accepting the man as a patient was actually ve ry dangerous. McQueen had a rare form of 
cancer, mesothelioma, which, to date, is always fat al. Again, he had been told to "get his affairs 
in order" by every physician he had seen; they offe red him no hope. All the medical community 
could offer Mr. McQueen was a short delay of the in evitable by using surgery and 
chemotherapy. Steve McQueen was not unlike the rebe l and the fighter he portrayed on-screen. Rejecting the concept of lying in a hospital bed, p assively awaiting death, he preferred to fight to 
live, even in the face of odds no one could deny. T oo, he had seen his friends (specifically, John 
Wayne) undergo the procedures the doctors recommend ed. He wanted no part of the slow, 
painful mutilation that held no hope of survival. The last thing anyone involved wanted was that the story of McQueen’s illness and subsequent 
treatment be leaked to the press. McQueen himself d id not want the public to know he was ill; 
the people surrounding him did not want the star to  be linked with the controversial treatment he 
was receiving. Dad didn’t want to go public with a famous patient whose chances of survival 
were so slim. He knew that if he lost a patient of McQueen’s stature, that particular death would 
be all the public would remember; the lives he had saved would be overlooked entirely. But that bastion of American Journalism, The National Enquirer , unearthed the story. Possessing an intense hatred for the tabloid, McQue en insisted that he be allowed to break the 
news before the Enquirer could go to press. He wanted to tell his fans about  his illness himself. Steve McQueen died November 7, 1980, from complicat ions arising after surgery performed for 
the purpose of removing dead tumor masses. The majority of the media never did get the story s traight. They had a field day with Dr. Kelley. I 
will never forget watching the Today Show  and seeing my father sit there, verbally brutalized  by 
Tom Brokaw and Jane Pauley, watching him say virtua lly nothing in his own defense. He had 
known the probable outcome of the situation and too k the abuse as if it were his due. In reality, 
all he had done was try, to the best of his ability , to help another human being who had no other 
avenue open. Tom Snyder gave him a fair hearing, an d so did several others; but such was the 
exception, not the rule. Dad received a great deal of unexpected support fro m his old patients and their relatives, though; 
and I will never forget that either. He was swamped  with their calls, letters, and gifts. They stood 
up to be counted; but, unfortunately, no one really  cared about the lives Dr. Kelley saved — 
Steve McQueen was dead. I worked with my father at the International Health  Institute, a privately owned foundation 
conducting research in natural healing. When people  calling there discovered that my last name 
is "Kelley," I am in for an earful of praise for my  father. They launch into hour-long dissertations 
about how wonderful Dr. Kelley is and how his work improved or saved lives of loved ones. It 
seems to be very important to these callers that Dr . Kelley’s daughter should understand and 
appreciate the magnitude of his work; they all take  upon themselves the personal responsibility 
of informing me who he is and what he has done. He receives thousands of cards and presents 
each year from people he no longer remembers. They remember him, though; and they are 
grateful for his help. But no one is more grateful than I. My "healthy chi ldhood" may have caused me a little 
embarrassment from time to time, but it has stood m e in good stead. Dad has taught me to search 
for the truth, even if it means questioning what ot hers readily accept. I will always be thankful 
that my father had the insight to find the truth, a nd the courage to say so. Dallas, Texas 
*Acknowledgments*  
To Fred Rohé, M.T. ; creative author of the 1980 Metabolic Ecology  and the 1982 Dr. Kelley’s 
Answer To Cancer  editions of this work. To Greg Stirling, publisher of the 1997 and 1999 ed itions of One Answer To Cancer . His deep 
concern for the health of our civilization is evide nced by his willingness to publish contrary to 
the wishes of the Establishment. To Roy Abell; Albert Abrams; Jack Abrams; W.A. Albr echt, Ph.D.; Robert Atkins, M.D. ; Robert 
F. Armeit, M.T. ; Megdalia Arnan, M.D. ; Dorothy Arne tt; Robert E. Arnett; Douglas M. Baird, 
D.O. ; Broda Barnes, M.D. ; Ervin Barr, D.O. ; Jack Ba rron; John Bastyr, N.D.; Howard H. Beard, 
Ph.D.; Rollin E. Becker, D.O. ; Henry Bieler, M.D. ; Loren Biser; Samuel Biser; Randy L. Black, 
M.T. ; Anne Blair, D.C.; Jeffrey S. Bland, Ph.D.; Pa ul C. Bragg, N.D., Ph.D.; David L. Braman, 
D.C.; Wilma J. Bryan, D.C.; Paul A. Buck, Ph.D.; Jo hanna Budwig, Frank Buell; Dean Burk, 
Ph.D.; Denis Burkitt, M.D. ; Elizabeth Carlile, M.T. ; J.E. Carlile, D.C.; Peg Carpenter; Rachel 
Carson; Emmanuel Cheraskin, M.D. ; Peter Barry Chowk a; Ann Cinquina; Durwood N. Clader, 
M.D. ; Linda Clark; Irl C. Clary, D.M.D. ; Warren Clo ugh, M.A. ; Donald Cole, M.D. ; Sharon 
Collard, M.T. ; Pat Connolly; Ernesto Contreras, M.D . ; Alan Cott, M.D. ; John Courtney; Norman 
Cousins; William D. Currier, M.D. ; Johan P. Dahler,  D.D.S. ; Adelle Davis; Major DeJarnette, 
D.C.; Kirkpatrick Dilling, J.D. ; Bill Dixon, D.C.; Kurt W. Donsbach, Ph.D., D.Sc., N.D., D.C.; 
Rita A. Dorris, M.T. ; Beverly Dotson, M.D. ; Dan Dot son, M.D. ; Ruth Drown, D.C.; Darrell 
DuFresne; Jack V. Echtler, M.T. ; Teena D. Echtler, M.T. ; Catharyn Elwood; Ray Evers, M.D. ; 
Ben Feingold, M.D. ; Wayne Fisher; William H. Fisher , D.D.S. ; Betty J. Fowler, M.T. ; Carlton 
Fredericks, Ph.D.; Sanford C. Frumker, D.D.S. ; Elle n M. Garris, M.T. ; Charlotte Gerson; Max 
Gerson, M.D. ; Bob Gibson, M.D. ; Gina Glaze, M.T. ; M .L. Goetting, Ph.D.; Doris Goetzinger; 
Harold Goetzinger; Ralph T. Golan, M.D. ; Joseph Gol d, M.D. ; George Goodheart, D.C.; Ed 
Goodloe; Garry F. Gordon, M.D. ; Gio B. Gori, Ph.D.;  Edward Griffin; Dennis Gronick, J.D. ; 
Bruce Halstead, M.D. ; Darrel Boyd Harmon, Ph.D.; Ha rold W. Harper, M.D. ; Karen Harper, 
R.N. ; Fred Hart; Orville L. Hastings, M.D. ; William  H. Hay, M.D. ; Galen Hieronymus; 
Raymond W. Hillyard, M.D. ; Abram Hoffer, M.D. ; Ida Honorof; Beatrice T. Hunter; Dorsey 
Ingram; Amy L. Jackson; Kristi A. Jackson; Laura Ja ckson; Willard C. Jackson; D.C. Jarvis, 
M.D. ; Bernard Jensen, D.C.; Pat Judson; Carl Kelley ; John Mark Kelley; Kimberly S. Kelley, 
M.T. ; L.P. Kelley, B.A. ; Velma B. Kelley; W.B. Kell ey; W.R. Kelley, D.D.S. ; Fred Klener, 
M.D. ; Wm. Koch, M.D. ; Ernst Krebs, Jr., D.Sc. ; Eliz abeth Kubler-Ross, M.D. ; Ronald S. Kurtz, 
Ph.D.; C.W. Lane; Peggy Lane; Gena Larson; Joan L. Laufer, M.T. ; Bill Lawrence; Sophie 
Lawrence; Ira D. Leavitt, J.D. ; Franklyn E. Lee, C. P.A. ; Royal Lee, D.D.S. ; Marge Leinhauser, 
M.T. ; Dennis R. Lia Braaten, D.C.; Virginia Livings ton, M.D. ; Evarts Loomis, M.D. ; Beatrice 
McClam, M.T. ; Karyn McCoy, M.T. ; Pat McGrady, Jr.; John Mann, J.D. ; J.J. Matonis, J.D. ; 
W.B. May, D.D.S. ; Robert Mendelsohn, M.D. ; Raggon L . Meyer, D.D.S. ; Gael R. Minton, 
M.S.W. ; Tyree G. Minton, Ed.D. ; Betty Lee Morales, N.C.; Carol A. Morrison, M.D., F.A.C.C. ; 
Edna P. Myrick; Raymond E. Myrick; Beverly Nadller,  M.T. ; Manuel D. Navarro, M.D. ; John E. 
Nelson, D.C.; Russel Nelson, D.C.; Joe D. Nichols, M.D. ; Hans Nieper, M.D. ; Allan H. Nittler, 
M.D. ; William F. Nolan; Gary Null; Kay Ortman; John  Ott, D.Sc. ; D.D. Palmer; Arthur S. 
Parker, D.M.D. ; Richard Passwater, Ph.D.; F.M. Pott enger, Jr., M.D. ; Inez Price, M.T. ; Lloyd H. 
Price, O.D. ; Weston A. Price, D.D.S. ; James Privite ra, M.D. ; Grady Ragsdale; Wilhelm Reich, 
M.D. ; Rodney Reinbold, J.D. ; John W. Rhinehart, M.D . ; John Richardson, M.D. ; Thomas 
Roberts, M.D. ; Lorraine Rosenthall; Richard G. Rovi n, N.D.; Luanne Ruona, M.D. ; Ruth 
Sackman; Michael Schachter, M.D. ; Emil K. Schandl, Ph.D.; W. Scheef, M.D. ; D. 
Schildwaechter, M.D. ; Milo Seiwert, M.D. ; C. Norman  Shealy, M.D. ; David Shenkin, M.D. ; 
Edward N. Siguel, M.D., Ph.D.; Carl Simonton, M.D. ;  Ada Mae Simpson; J.P. Simpson; Adele I. 
Smith, R.N. ; Lendon Smith, M.D. ; Robert H. Snow, M. D.; James F. Sommers; Jerry Spencer, 
D.C.; Joe Spruell, D.O. ; Henry A. Stahr, D.C.; Hora ce Standlee; Sue Standlee; John R. Stanfield, 
D.O. ; Sarah Starr; Cameron Stauth; Rachael Stevens,  R.N., Scott Stirling; Andrew T. Still, M.D. ; 
William G. Sutherland, D.O. ; Albert Szent-Gyorgyi, M.D. ; John L. Tate, D.D.S. ; Jack O. Tayler, D.C.; Esther Thaler, R.N. ; E.E. Thompson, D.O. ; Emo ry Thurston, Ph. D.; Jamie O’Shea 
Chastain, John W. Travis, M.D. ; Lois Tubman, M.T. ; Henry Turkel, M.D. ; Carole Valentine, 
Tom Valentine, Robert B. Vance, D.O. ; Norman W. Wal ker, D.Sc. ; Charles Walters, Jr.; David 
S. Walther, D.C.; Otto Warburg, Ph.D.; Paul A. Wede l, M.D. ; Richard Welch, M.D. ; Juline L. 
Wenig, D.C.; Murrell Weston; Paul A. White, D.C.; A nn Wigmore, Ph.D.; Henry N. Williams, 
M.D. ; Roger Williams, Ph.D.; Suzi Kelley Wolcott, M .T. ; Mickey Wrathall; John 
Yiamouylannis, Ph.D.; Mary Maude Zilliox, M.T. ; Roy al Q. Zilliox, M.T; and many others who 
with personal risks and expense have, down through the years, brought Metabolic Medicine’s 
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        The Fort Worth Star Telegram answered that question  in a "shocking expose," which set the 
town buzzing. Dr. Kelley, an orthodontist, was seei ng cancer patients. Further, the "therapy" he 
suggested was largely a matter of altering the diet s of his patients and giving them vitamins and 
such. The notion that an individual’s diet might be  a factor in a disease as serious as cancer was 
considered absurd, but only slightly less so than t he idea of a dentist working with cancer 
patients in any capacity. The scandal instigated by  this article was the first I remember. Unfortunately, it was not the last. My father became involved in cancer research first as a patient. In the early 1960’s life in this 
family was relatively normal. At that time, we live d in Midland, the tumbleweed capital of 
Texas. Dad was practicing orthodontics, and his pra ctice was thriving. He belonged to the local 
country club, the school board, and the Church of C hrist. In his spare time, he indulged his 
passion for "tinkering" by restoring antique cars. His pride and joy was named Twinkles, a 1923 
Cadillac that ran like a top in response to his dil igent and loving care. I would like to think that my father, given a choic e, would not have changed much in his life. However, he wasn’t given the option. Dad became ill in 1963, and critically so by 1967. The physicians he saw in Midland and Odessa 
couldn’t find anything physiologically wrong with h im for quite some time. The fact that he was 
ill was undeniably apparent; he was so weak, he fou nd it necessary to lie down at the office 
between seeing patients. After he suffered what app eared to be two heart attacks, a diagnosis was 
finally made. The situation, I have been told, was as follows. He had cancer of the pancreas and 
liver. As is usually the case, the malignancy was i n its final stages at the time of diagnosis. The 
doctor refused to operate, saying Dad would die on the table. He should "get his affairs in order" 
quickly; he could expect to live only a few months. The doctor took my mother aside to tell her 
that, in his opinion, two months was a more realist ic time frame. One of the many reasons cancer is such an effective  killer is its ability to destroy completely the 
individual’s will to live. The patient suffers over whelming pain, and his prognosis is rarely very 
optimistic. Any strength he might possess to combat  the disease is soon exhausted, and death 
ceases to be viewed as something to be avoided. In death, the pain will be gone. The patient will 
no longer be forced to face the people he loves and  the sorrow his suffering has brought them. Death becomes a friend, not an adversary. My mother  and grandmother Kelley have told me 
stories of how terrible a thing it was to watch. Unfortunately (or very fortunately), my mother had some more unpleasant news for him. Mom 
has always had a real talent with a credit card. Du e to the fact that we were living heavily in debt, 
she had quietly allowed Dad’s life insurance to lap se. His death would leave his wife and three 
young daughters destitute. I imagine Dad was very angry. He had come to terms with dying, but this news surely obliterated 
any peace of mind he might have attained. At some p oint, he made the decision to do whatever 
he could to live. I don’t know from what source he found the strength to attempt the impossible. Maybe his anger provided the motivation. (After all, if he died, he wouldn’t be able to kill my 
mom. ) Instead of tinkering with Twinkles, Dad now began t inkering with himself. The doctors had 
offered him no hope and no help; his only option wa s to take his case into his own hands. He 
wasn’t overly armed for the fight; one of his degre es is in biochemistry, and he knew of several 
people conducting innovative research in natural he aling. His illness was so severe that, by trial 
and error, he was able to determine quickly what su bstances (food, vitamins, and/or minerals) 
swung the pendulum of his well being in what direct ion. Virtually everything the rest of the 
family ate would make him wretchedly ill. I remembe r sitting down to fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy while dad dined on vile-smelling  liver. My sisters and I didn’t understand 
why he was eating this way; no one told us he was d ying. Anyway, Dad must have done something right. Two mon ths came and went, and the next four 
followed suit. During this time (and for sometime a fter, to be sure), Dad was critically ill; and for 
the purposes of this paper and its space limitation, I have greatly simplified the things he did to 
get well. But the bottom line is still the same; he  didn’t die. Word got around — boy did it get around. The parent s of Dad’s orthodontic patients started 
asking him for advice about their ills and those of  their loved ones. And Dad naively dispensed 
it. I don’t believe it ever occurred to him to do o therwise. Many of those asking his advice were 
friends or, at least, people he knew. He simply tol d them what he had done to help himself. He 
had "been there" and knew first hand the agony a ca ncer patient experiences. Here were people 
in desperate need of help. If he knew something tha t might ease their pain at all, he felt it was his 
moral duty to tell them. And many of those who did what he said got well. People came to see Dr. Kelley in increasing numbers, and they weren’t looking to have braces 
put on their kids’ teeth. Since he had to earn a li ving for his family but still felt a moral 
obligation to help anyone he could, he wrote a slim  booklet in 1969 entitled One Answer To 
Cancer. In it was the story of his personal encounter with  malignancy and the theoretical 
explanation of the procedures he used in getting we ll. After the publication of One Answer To Cancer, things really started to happen. As you might 
imagine, the American Medical Association, the Stat e Board of Dental Examiners, and a host of 
other health-oriented organizations began to get ho stile. He endured a great deal of persecution 
during this time, and found himself in quite a dile mma. On one hand, the number of individuals 
seeking his help was ever increasing; on the other,  charges of "practicing medicine without a 
license" were being leveled at him. Eventually, he began seeing cancer patients for a living and 
started charging for his services. However, he saw only those people whose doctors had referred 
their patients to him. He consulted with the indivi dual as well as the physician involved, always 
working well within the law. At the last count with  which I am familiar, he has worked with over 
33,000 patients in this way.
Dr. Kelley
Who was the doctor who was involved in a scandal after being exposed by the Fort Worth Star Telegram?
Cancer of the pancreas and liver
What was Dr. Kelley's initial diagnosis?
He would die within a few months
What was the prognosis given to Dr. Kelley by his doctors?
Steve McQueen
Who was one of the famous people who sought Dr. Kelley's help?
"Where there's life, there's hope"
What was Dr. Kelley's philosophy?
One Answer To Cancer
What was the title of the book Dr. Kelley wrote?