My Dad, Robert Louis Redemann Sr. lost his battle with cancer, late last night August 15, 2025. He fought a hard battle but cancer is a relentless witch that destroys everything and everyone in their path.

At one time he had life insurance, but because of finances had to let it go. By the time he was diagnosed in October 2024, it was too late to even attempt to get him any. I mean honestly, what insurance company will cover someone just diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer, a brain tumor and cancer in their spine.

His cancer spread rapidly, legs, hips, left arm, all obver his brain, lymph nodes, liver, pancreas and caused him to have severe seizures. He spent alot of time in the hospital, even being put into an induced coma and being put on a ventilator twice in a week. All the while waking up and begging to go home

Doctors kept telling us, there was nothing more they could do for him. He made the descion to go on hospice mid July. By the time he got to my home they had only given him a few days, as he was considered to be in End of Life stages.

Well, with the odds stacked against him, he made it past those few days. He made it to see me get married in the room he laid in, and to his 63rd birthday, and to see and hear his Harley fire up. Those who gave him a few days, well he took a month.

A month he didn't have anyone poking and proding at him. Waking him up, and borhering him. He spent his last month here surrounded by Family and Friends. In peace and Love.

For years I watched my Dad help take care of others and look out for anyone he deamed worthy. But I also saw my parents struggle and lose it all. To gain it back and lose it all again. Barely keeping their heads above the water. They are both disabled, on disability, and both have severe heart problems. But they managed.

My husband tried to get my Dad eligible for any type of Veteran benefits. And went as far as contacting the National Guard personally to speed up the process in obtaining his military records. With those in hand just yesterday, my Husband and Momma went to the VA. But ultimately they said he wasn't eligible for anything. He served 6 years, and was Honorably Discharge, and can't benefit from that at all... I'm angry, to know he is only entitled to his Honorable Discharge, and wasting 6 years of his life for the military.

Now my Family has the difficult task of trying to find the funds amd way to lay my Dad to rest. Knowing nothing of the cost it will be. With no other option I have decided to reach out to Family. Friends, and complete strangers for help. My Dad deserves a proper burial, regardless of the financial hardship we are in right now. And I don't know what else more to do then to ask for help, and I rarely ever do. Cause when I did, I would always go to My Momma and Daddy. Now its just Momma, and I know she can't do it on her own. I will take and except any help I can get right now... Even if its just information on resources that could possibly help.

I don't have any dates has of yet when the services will be, we should find that out by the end of the week and I can let everyone know.

As always please keep sending all the love and prayers, we really do need it right now.... And thank you for all the love and support you have shown my little family the past several months. It has not gone unnoticed. Love yall.

Tonya