I have a very good friend that I have known since I was 7 years old. He is my childhood bestfriend's mother's boyfriend (man that sounds crazy huh) of 27 years (yes, he ask her 3 times she said no). He is like a second father to me. Took me on great vacation's with them, took us to out to eat all the time, showed me some of the finer things in life, stuff my parents couldn't afford due to the size of our family. Well we lost contact after I graduated highschool but about a year ago I deceided to go by his shop and see him. We have been hanging out ever since. Working on cars, (big porsche guy, drove a 911 in 24 hours of daytona) or just grabbing a beer somewhere. oh yeah now he is a huge Buick fan..it only took one ride!! brags about my car to everybody....Well I took him to the hospital 4 days ago because he was having pain in his side.....he called me today said "John, they're sending me home to die, its liver cancer I'm done buddy"...he is a very straight to the point kind of guy.... I really don't know what to do. act like everything is fine? talk about with him? I just don't understand how someone can go from laughing and walking, driving and then BAM....stuck in the bed unable to do anything for himself! I'm stuck at the station until 8am so hopefully I can pull it together before I get over there tomorrow. its in gods hands.....I just needed to get this out....thanks for listening.