Santiago G. Villalobos is my Grandfather. He is really my Dad, as he raised me from a toddler. He has been the biggest influence in my life an I love him with all my heart. My grandfather was diagnosed with Metastatic Gastro-Intestinal Cancer a week before Thanksgiving 2008. They didn't give him much of a chance as 90 percent of his stomach was need to be taken out and the cancer had spread to other organs. After the surgery he went through 7 months of chemo and the cancer stopped growing. 6 months later the cancer has returned and things are back to critical. My Grandfather has not given up and neither has my family or I. We will fight this to the end and my Grandfather will as well. It's his choice. He has lived 83 years and he is the strongest person I know. Some people wait until it's to late to tell their loved ones how they feel. I will not make this mistake. I have told him before and I will tell him again how important he is in the continued development of my character and strength as a human being. I love my grandfather! I love you Gramps!
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