Today is the 28th anniversary of my Dad's death. He died when I was 10, he was 37, of colon cancer. Now colon cancer is very preventable if caught soon enough. Even when he was suffering from it, had he gone to a doctor when he started having problems they had a good chance of helping him. Every year at this time, and many other times, I wonder how my life would be different if my dad was still living. I miss him always.
RIP Dad. I love you.
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