Yeah, Lung + Brain... He's a smoker and a welder, so all sorts of garbage is in his lungs... including now... a tumor. The brain cancer spread from the lungs, he never had headaches, but for 2 weeks straight he had a migrane, then went to doctor where he was diagnosed. Further testing needs to go on Thursday, they say the brain cancer is in the early stages, it's really good he came in when he did. I'm still a little shocked, but in reality I feel fine (This is where the weird part begins) I found out over the phone via my mom. When I got off the phone, I was freakin' out. I cried in my room yelling and stuff. Eventually I found myself psuedo-praying (I say psuedo because normally in prayer one has organized thoughts and doesn't swear, I hear god isn't a fan) I was basically saying, "He can't *$&@in' die" over and over and over with my hand in the prayer position. Then without coherently thinking I swear I didn't say this... but my mouth did, "I" said "He won't die." Then I was calm... I stopped crying (out of sheer hysteria to absolute calmness)... Now, I'm not a traditional christian, but I have had several several religious experiences in my lifetime... I just added one to the list.