My dad was diagnosed with a brain tumor at age 47.  I was 8 at the time.  I was very worried but thought that he'd be cured in no time.  I was very wrong.  He passed away only 6 months after.  I'm 11 now and pray that there will be a cure.  Although I did lose my dad, I still have hope that there will be a cure for cancer.  I've been on a Relay team ever since his passing and last year I helped out by walking dogs and selling various things.  With help from those around us, there WILL be a cure.  Now let's fight back to find it!