Never Forgotten

My father passed away three years ago as of today. Lung cancer was involved, but it was complications from the treatment that actually...you know.

This was written in March of 2009 while I sat in a study-hall class full of idiots. I was nearly crying at the back of the room. I wanted to do more with this, but I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself.

Hell, I'm crying now. Read it. Enjoy it. Think about how such a silly little thing might someday do this to you.