I lost my dad to cancer in 1984. He had cancer of his pancreas and stomach. I was only a year and 10 months old though so unfortunately I don't remember him. I wish I did though because people say I am like him in a lot of ways. Cancer runs in my dad's side of the family and no one has survived it yet. I think that people who do survive cancer are very blessed and courageous. It is a common disease that plaques a lot of people. I hate it and fear it too. I hope that some one will find a cure before more people die from it.