Written by Lisa Ingrassia, daughter of a head-and-neck cancer fighter and author of “A Daughter’s Thoughts – Happy Father’s Day, Dad,” published by the NFOSD in 2013
December 23rd. It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Every time we turn around there’s all sorts of delicious goodness surrounding us. You just cannot escape it.
But for our family, it’s a constant reminder of what has been taken away from us. My father, Al Ingrassia, is a Stage 4 throat cancer survivor. He’s my hero, my best friend, everything a daughter could ever want in a father. He beat tongue cancer and 3 years AFTER his treatments he lost the ability to eat or drink orally. He lives on a PEG tube. He’s constantly choking on thick phlegm, always spitting in his red Solo cup. I now hate red solo cups. They have become the symbol of my father’s struggle and no longer represent what they mean to so many other others.