My dad has always been my hero.  Every scrape, every bruise, and every broken bone, he has been there to wipe my eyes, and make it better.  He has always been a rock - strong and sturdy.  Rarely have I seen him sick, or sad.  He has touched so many people lives as I've watched him go here and there.  Always willing to help, always lending an extra hand- from helping at the farmers market to set up tents, to coming in the middle of the day to help me change a flat tire.  But now he needs our help!  Cancer is a silent thief- selecting at random its victims, but now it's met its true match.  My dad has always lived on just what he needed, never asking for more.  Having served as a marine, we are lucky that he can utilize the VA hospital.  It's still a long journey there though, and we need to raise money for gas, motel stays, medicine,  food and other nessesities.  The outlook is good for Jock- as we caught the throat cancer in good time, but he is going to need chemotherapy and radiation for around 2-3 months.   I know that "everybody loves Jock", but will you help us save him, please?