As long as I can remember, my dad has had a big bushy moustache. Later in his life it started getting loads of different colours, browns, reds, whites.....
After he was diagnosed with his 3rd type of cancer in his lifetime, 1 being prostate cancer when I was only in Grade 8, bladder cancer last year, and June of 2012 with Lung Cancer, I knew that he would probably lose his trademark moustache.
He's fighting the biggest battle of his life at the moment, 6 rounds of chemo and 2 weeks of intense radiation later, he lost all his hair....but the moustache is slowly growing back, completely white...softer than before, but still, it's coming back.
|My Dad and Wiantjie, my son March 2012|
This is a dedication to the most loving person I've ever met, the most brave and majestic man I'll ever know.....I love you Dad (Brig. William Thomas Venter).
I always have, and I always will. You are always on my mind, and forever in my prayers.....the fight will still be a big one, but I know that Poeksie can do it.