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After battling a failed respiratory system for four months in the hospital, my 23-year-old son, Justin, died last night.  Last week, he was driving the hospital bean-counters and back-office people crazy by having way too much fun in the hospital.  He was playing video games, watching sports and crime shows on tv, and ordering Uber Eats.  Then Saturday afternoon, he went code blue with rapid changes in oxygen level, heart rate and blood pressure.   With modern medicine, drugs and technology, hospital staff stabilized his numbers, but Justin became quite uncomfortable and agitated.  His last words were, "Will it ever end?"   Allie flew home on Sunday night, and her presence in the hospital room on Monday brought a final, brief smile to Justin's lips.  He passed later that night.   I'm proud of my son for his lifetime willingness to fight for a life that was in many ways fuller than most able-bodied people.  In return, he made our lives richer and fuller.   After a time

Day 2 at Wells

The mosquitoes descended upon us last night and drove me into the Scamp at dusk. The morning sunrise was quiet and windless. The skies were hazy with smoke from the Canadian fires.


For breakfast, I prepared Krusties blueberry pancakes, which I will not do again. The blueberry “chips” left a film on the tops of our mouths, which made me guess that the blueberries may have been developed in a lab instead of on a bush. 

After breakfast, we took a long walk on the shore. A pleasant offshore breeze kept the mosquitoes down.



Wells is a very nice Michigan state park and uncrowded on a Monday morning. One can venture into the woods.


Or play a game of horseshoes.


We would stay here again (on a weekday). 




Comments

MFH said…
Wouldjou look at that form! The stance! The determination. It's a RINGER!!!!

Is that a regulation distance? It looks farther than usual.

Mosquitoes here too! It's an exceptionally wet Spring. Snow melt has the Humboldt River threatening to flood.
John said…
It felt like regulation distance. The angle of the camera and shadow make it seem longer. All of the Michigan state parks on this trip have horseshoes. During my first summer as a lawyer, I played in a clay pit horseshoe bar league with my brother-in-law Scott. We weren’t especially good, but we had fun.

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