Update: My father passed away February 28th at 1:33pm. He went peacefully and surrounded by his loved ones. 

My father, Vincent Edward Pardo III, needs our help. Everyone who knows him knows that he never asks for help when he is in need but was always the first person to help family and friends when they needed help!

My father was diagnosed with prostate cancer in June of 2022. We were devastated by the news but were very hopeful for a long and prosperous life ahead for him. He did several treatments and was doing well. My father was a private person and didn’t tell many people, and sometimes I don’t think he told me everything he was going through.

He was then diagnosed with neuroendocrine cancer at the beginning of 2024. There was a large mass in his abdomen, and he was told he’d need several rounds of chemo. He did treatments all last year up until he moved back home to Michigan. He was supposed to continue more chemo when he got settled here.

He was working all throughout his cancer treatment so he could afford and receive insurance, but we all know that insurance sucks and not all bills were paid. I didn’t realize how bad it was until recently. The burden he is left with is unimaginable. I hate this for him and my family. All I wanted was for him to beat this!

Just recently, my dad was having a lot of pain and headaches and was instructed to go get more testing done. Those tests came back with the most devastating news… brain cancer. And more throughout the body.

He was immediately admitted to the hospital and fought for his life. I didn’t know if I would ever see my father again. We tried radiation, but he responded poorly, and the doctors all didn’t give me or Terri many options for treatment…. It’s incurable. How do we deal with incurable?! Suffering isn’t an option, but living the rest of his life in peace and with all his loved ones around him, that’s what he wants. But he’s still fighting and won’t stop fighting. Miracles happen, and we aren’t losing hope just yet. He is currently at the VA in Saginaw on hospice. I can’t even stomach saying that word… it feels like the end.

The amount of hardship we are dealing with is unimaginable, and I am not ready to lose my last living parent; and honestly, my rock! He doesn’t deserve this!

I’m asking for help with legal fees, funeral expenses or anything that may come up during this hard time. His wife, Terri, has been taking work off a lot to be there and I am driving back and forth from Tennessee with a baby at home. I am above my head already with grief and sadness, and I hate asking for help, but we need it! My dad needs it! Anything helps, and I thank you so very much for all the love and support!