It finally hit me last night; at 11:00 no less. My Dad has cancer. I've known since April, and been 'okay' with it. I wasn't worried since the doctor feels surgery will get it all and chemotherapy won't be needed. But Dad's surgery date is next Friday and it all came together in my brain while I laid in bed. My Dad could die. The chances are next to nil, but it's still an odd. And yes, he'll die some day, but I hope and pray it's years down the road. He's only 60. The scary part for me is that both his Dad and his Father in law have also had prostate cancer. His Dad died from it; FIL is a survivor. My nieghbor, George S., is dying from several cancers. He's home now with hospice is have a shadow of a man he was a year ago. My childhood girlfriend Juli died 5 years ago from breast cancer. CANCER SUCKS! It affects so many people directly.
Sometimes it's like my Dad who looks good and healthy. You can't tell by looking at him that he's 'sick'. But you look at my neighbor and you hurt for him and his bride of 50 years. I'm so thankful they are Christians. I'm thankful Juli is with Jesus and my grandfather, too.
So pray for my Daddy as he prepares for surgery and then goes in next Friday, the 12th. He has 5 beautiful grandchildren he wants to see grow up. He's only been married to my Mom for 37 years and wants a few more. And I want my Daddy. I'm selfish, but that's human nature.
Here Curtis is showing off his boxing skills on the Wii (a Christmas/Birthday/Anniversary present from Paul's parents).
This is a torture game. You begin rolling a die, and if you get a 6, you have to put on a hat and gloves, then begin opening this stiffly reinforced present. Everyone keeps rolling and if you get a six, you steal the hat and gloves and start unwrapping. Very aggressive game! 
There are 6 people in our family that have November birthdays.
"Happy Birthday to youuuuuu"
Wrangling kids for a picture.
Uncle Jon and Curtis
Paul's brother Jon is Emily's Daddy.
We did not sleep well all week, so Paul often napped with Curtis.
Curtis in the kitchen again! Helping Auntie Chris, Emily's Mommy, make cranberry salad.
Thanksgiving day, Paul with Karen. She is 9 now!
