We Thought the Worst Was Over, But My Dads Cancer Is Back

You’re probably wondering why you should donate to this random guy — fair enough.

Well, Lee isn’t just anyone. He’s my dad — and he’s the most expressive, goofy, big-hearted human you’ll ever come across. My camera roll is full of photos of him pulling funny faces or some dramatic pose. And if you ask him if he’s got a haircut he’ll respond “I didn’t get a haircut… I got all of them cut.” Classic dad.

He’s fought off cancer a couple times, once before I was born. But three years ago it was throat cancer (Squamous Cell Carcinoma). To set the scene: just before that he had a broken leg and pneumonia, then cancer came. He had intense radiation, couldn’t eat, had a feeding tube — and still managed to make us laugh. Now the cancer’s back. It could be stage four, if it has spread. He’s just turned 66 and had to stop working full time for his health.

He’s been through more than most, and any help — big or small — means everything right now. Even just a share or kind word helps more than you know.

Let’s give a little love to Lee 🎗️🫶🏼