Losing My Daddy

I was just 6 years old when I was told my dad was sick. I guess he didn't want me to see what the sickness was doing to him so he worked a lot. He ended up in the hospital early in October 1977 and passed away on the night of October 29th that yr. Growing up I didn't know what the sickness was until one day my mom told me it was prostate cancer that took my dad from me.

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