I wanted to write about my Dad for a while now. I do love him so much. This has been a big scare for all of us. He was in a lot of pain for a year before they found out he had colon cancer. He now looks forward to 5-7 months of chemo. It was like he was 74 not 64 overnight. I always picture my Dad young and strong. He has slowed down a lot. We will be talking and he will look at me with his beautiful blue eyes and say "How are you Wendy. I worry about you." I tell him I am fine and doing good. That seems to make him feel better. I remember riding on his back like a horse going to bed. We would wait till he got home and climb on him. We all went to work with him and always walked around with a ball of putty fixing walls or getting a paint brush for him. I don't think my Dad ever stopped. I do love you Dad! You have the kindest heart I know. Life has not been easy for him. I know that he has always done the best that he could. I am so lucky and blessed to be your daughter!
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