The Question

Christmas day was the first time I really began to observe a noticeable change in my dad's health. He seemed too healthy. He was happy, taking a little more time off work, and he was loosing weight. Hold on... loosing weight?

It hit me then that my dad just doesn't loose weight. You should see the man - he's six feet of blues-lovin, wanna-be-biker beef. It was then I asked the question for the first time, "Dad, is everything ok?" - to which his answer was always, "Yes, son!"