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glenn57

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i just realized that if my dad was still alive, today would of been there 50th wedding anniversary. frownblushshocked sure do miss my pops. but the last 6 months were not kind to him.

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Bummer Glen, mine is on the way out. He is in and out of the hospital. 4 days in 2 days out and repeat the process again. This has been going on for a few months. He is a tough old bird.

G.C.

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Dad's been gone since '73, He made it to our wedding, and then not much after that. I still thing about him, but he would be 110 now.

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My parents celebrated their 60th Wedding Anniversary on May 9. My dad passed away on June 22 this year. Even though he spent the past two years in a nursing home with Alzheimers slowly taking him, he remembered their anniversary. I sure do miss him too.

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Lost my dad four years ago. His funeral visitation was on his 70th birthday. Still miss hearing his Ole and Lena jokes and his puns. I lived three hours away after I got married, but I talked to him at least once a week.

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My Dad's 85 and he's sinking faster and faster it seems. His ongoing battle with the dreaded C compounded by a bout of pneumonia this summer has prevented him from wetting a line. He's feeling almost good enough to chase down them Red River walleyes this fall which is really the only thing that keeps him going. Fishing is definitely in his blood.

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Get him out there while you can, mine is past that point, so I can't get him out, and that sucks.

G.C.

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This last Saturday would have been my Dad's birthday. I wanted to go out fishing but the weather did not cooperate. Fishing was one of those times that my Dad and I got along all the time no matter what happend. I do miss those days. The thing that keeps me going is that he is up there catching lunkers any time he wants to.

Hope

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My dad passed away in 1998, all alone in a nursing home. I found out online at the Social Security Death Index. He told the people at the nursing home that he didn't want any of us notified, some friend of his made all the arrangements. Too bad Dad, you really don't know what you missed.

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Today is the anniversary of my father's death 9 years ago. How strange to finally get on FM after a few days of school/work craziness and this thread is up here. He had lung cancer and was very sick. Sometimes it's a blessing to let them go.

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well, found out last nite my father in law has cancer spot on his lungs and spots on his liver. they are doing a better look see on his liver as i speak. MAN I HATE THAT CANCER WORD. eeksickmadmadmadmad that has really hit people close to me the last 6 years.

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Cancer runs in my family too glenn. It ticks me off too! My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

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talked to my wife a bit ago, they need to do a biopsy on the lungs and not sure of liver yet. scheduling an appt with cancer specialist, same one my dad had in st cloud, hes the best they have there ive been told.

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I hope it all turns out well for you and your family Glenn. I hate the cancer word. Nothing worse then that. Been through it too often with my family. Luckily my imediate family has pulled through thus far but it's taken a lot of my aunts and uncles. It's never fun. Luckily in MN we have some of the best in the world. If you can make a trip to the Mayo, they are great at what they do down there.

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Yeah... cancer... took my grandmother and grandfather (two different side of family) within 2 weeks... grandmother died after a very LONG battle with this rare cancer on August 5th... then two weeks later, my grandfather died from stomach cancer only a week after doctors found it... to make things worse... they both died right before my senior year in HS was to start... sure was lonely not seeing my grandfather (he didnt miss any of my home games) at my football games... but we all know he had the best seat and best of all it was free grin

Hope things will look up for your family...

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You have my best wishes Glenn, no matter how much teasing I give you, it changes when somebody is down in luck. frown

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Yep, CANCER....I hate hearing that word....I have lost several family members to cancer....Wish we could find a cure for all types of cancers and get that monster taken care of! *sigh*

Like Rebel said.....best seat....yep...can see everything going on and be there for everyone at the same time in different places....Can't beat that! smile

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thanks everyone, like i stated earlier still waiting for cancer specialist appt. at this point it appears to be cancer need to more testing. to my surpise my wife and dad in law have positive attitudes. to everyone that has responded that also has dealt with family with cancer my thoughts and heart also go out to you, that cancer is a nasty thing to deal with. there is hope, i was a stianless steel welder for 28 years and one of our customers we built tanks for was genetech and the vessels we were building for them was for a drug called avastin, it prolonged the life of colon cancer patience and they told us there thoughts were this drug or a derivative of it someday would take out cancer.

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