Stop Foodborne Illness
30 More Years

Families like Trissi’s rely on the work we do to fight for food safety and prevent similar tragedies from happening to others.

Since 1994, Stop Foodborne Illness has been at the forefront of protecting families and supporting those impacted by foodborne illnesses.

Every donation helps STOP advocate for food safety, push for stronger science-based regulations, and cultivate food safety culture to make our food systems safer.

Their Story

Tressa, Chloe, and Luke

Trissi reflects …

  • Two of us were less than one day old.
  • One of us had just delivered twins.
  • Two of us were in the NICU, One in the ICU.
  • One of us had an APGAR of 1; a temperature couldn’t be registered.
  • One had an APGAR of 4.
  • And one had a temperature drop so low that organs were beginning to shut down.

Wondering why it still happens, even more often, 18 years later.

Wondering if we will ever forget.

Wondering how we all three somehow survived when the strain we had kills 30% of those stricken with it.

What do we have to say, 24 years later? Thank you.

Thank you to Stop Foodborne Illness for allowing us to try to heal. For letting us focus on preventing others from suffering the way we did. Thank you for letting us participate in advocating for better laws, rallying for better testing, and videotaping us to help others who have the power to make food safer understand, for allowing us to hold a fundraiser, for having the media call us, for introducing us to others like us.

Thank you for empowering us and for teaching us how to take a stand. Thank you for not forgetting us, one family, out of so many families.

We hope over the next 24 years we can do even more, because we all have to eat. And we will always want to Stop Foodborne Illness.

Thank you for all you do, for all the victims. For all the survivors.

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