This book is dedicated to our three daughters who were by our side continuously during the year of strenuous treatments, to our wonderful friends who were with us when we needed them, to the wonderful nurses, social workers, ministers and rabbis and other care givers who were an integral part of our support group, and particularly to "our" doctor who cured Dick from lung cancer. He knew the odds but he also knew the wisdom of bringing in specialists in the various disciplines to do what they are best at. He was like the conductor of a great orchestra. Not only did he cure Dick but he taught him a great deal about cancer, life and living along the way. He allowed Dick to fight to live rather than to wait to die. There is no doubt that he, like every other oncologist, fails to successfully treat a patient from time to time. I hope he realizes that he gave them true hope in trying to fight and restored a quality to their life, the most important factor there is.