In the April of 2008 my Father was diagnosed with type 4 Brain Cancer. I don't remember much of the weeks to follow, though they were long and hard. I was numb and distant for a while. I do remember my brothers and coming closer if only for a little while. My Father decided to fight the cancer; he had surgery to remover the tumor, followed by radiation, and then several rounds of chemo therapy.

Things took a turn for the better. He went a year with everything going better than average. Though, what goes up must come down and his cancer crept back into our lives this past August. He has been placed on a new Chemo Therapy and is making the best out these hard times.

The following comes from these hectic times.