On Friday, I hopped a plane to Houston to spend Father’s Day weekend with my dad. It was a low key weekend, but we watched the new Star* Wars movie, which was good. I think Star* Wars viewing is exemplary of Father-Son togetherness activity, but anyway, I’m rambling. That’s probably because I’m not so good at talking about personal matters, so I might as well dive right into it.

My dad has cancer. Cutaneous T-Cell Lymphoma, to be precise. I won’t go into details about it here, but here are the Google results if you’re curious. He’s currently starting week 5 of an 8 week chemotherapy treatment. If all goes according to plan, he’ll get 2 weeks rest at the end of the treatment, followed by one intense week of chemotherapy to kill his immune system. He’d then get a bone marrow transplant in mid-August.

My dad’s been a serious trooper for the past month, and the good news is that he’ll have someone with him almost all of the time from here until he’s recovered from his transplant. Even still, I want my dad to know that people out there are rooting for him, so here’s where the favor comes in.

As part of my dad’s blog I’ve set up a contact page by which you can contact him. If you have two seconds, swing by and send him your well wishes. If you have more time, you should read his blog. If you’ve laughed at my blog once or twice, you’re sure to laugh at what he has to say. My sense of humor had to come from somewhere, right?