Cancer is ****ing evil - my family has too much

[Tundra Scout]

Colon cancer took my dad back in ‘79 when he was 46 years young. I was 18 at the time and just graduated from high school. Doctors gave him a year to live but he lasted 4 and a half years although his last half a year was spent in a hospital bed at our house. He was 6’4” and weighed 225 pounds. When he passed away he was down to 140. It was tough to witness but he was as tough as they come. Still miss him like it was yesterday. Pound sand cancer