To Julian and the others here that have been thru the loss of a parent all I can say is I'm sorry and you are in my prayers. I lost my Dad to cancer in October of 1970, two months after I got home from VietNam. He had three major surgeries starting the month after I left for VietNam. I didn't know anything about till maybe three weeks before I was scheduled to come home. He wouldn't let my Mom contact the Red Cross to get me home. He said since I volunteered for Nam he didn't want to mess up my plans. I have found the longer I live the smarter he was.