Until recently cancer has always been something that happened to other people and other families. The illusion that I, and my family, would somehow escape its effects has now vanished. My father was diagnosed with Lymphoma after the Drs found a tumor in his brain. The surgery went well, I thought we had escaped it... The chemotherapy however, had different plans. My father chose the most aggressive treatment option (those who knew him would expect nothing less), however, this was one of those cases where the treatment was as bad or worse than the disease. I watched him go from a brilliant, robust man to an invalid in just over a month. His body could not take it, and he had one complication after another until his body gave in. The last time I saw him I could not believe I was looking at the same man. I watched him take his last breath and saw his last heartbeat on Friday, March 17th, 2017. While great strides in curing cancer have been made in recent years with genomic specific therapies there is still epic amounts of work to be done. Please help the research progress as quickly as possible by donating to my fundraiser. All donations go to the American Cancer Society to fund this critical research.