My Friend John and the Big C

I just found out that an old friend of mine has prostatic adenocarcinoma. Prostate cancer.  He is about a year and a half younger than I. It's an aggressive form, no less.

He is a man of faith, and many friends on his Facebook page have sent him prayers and other faith-related well-wishes.  I haven't yet, not being particularly religious myself.

That's a lie. I'm not religious at all.

I'm sure I'll find a way to tell him I'm thinking of him and of course want him to beat this thing.  But I can't bring myself to offer prayers.

One thing about John: if he said he was going to do something, he'd do it. I may not have his faith, but I certainly wouldn't bet against him.