Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Final Minute

9:23am:
A long time ago I began thinking of my final minute. I do not recall exactly when that was. But in the paper, I wrote about running the Rogue River in Oregon. So that must have been in the late 1980s or early 90s.

I wrote about that idea in a paper that I titled, "Final Minute." 

The perspective that I gained from that idea changed me forever. I am sharing that paper with you this morning.







11:18am:
Pit River waterfall
We have been traveling on State 299 going northeast. Coming to a viewpoint, we stopped to take a look.

This is what I would classify as an unrunnable drop for a kayak.

We believe this fall to be on the Pit River




3:07pm:
Town of Alturas California
We have stopped here in Alturas to do our laundry. So far, we have not been able to get on the net. T-Mobile does not have any coverage here in Alturas nor does 
T-Mobile have any coverage for the past 40 miles of today’s trip.

Underwear and towels 


4:15pm:
What happens when we cannot get online?
This may happen. We will continue to record our Blog posts into Apple Notes. We will continue to take pics.

When we again have net access, we will publish our Blog posts and pics. Day by day.

Note: Where there is will, there is away.


5:00pm:
Open WiFi
Driving around Alturas, I searched for an open WiFi access point. One was found at a Les Schwab Tire Store.

Not as convenient as when there is T-Mobile coverage. But, a lot better than no net access at all!



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20 comments:

  1. That is beautiful, George!

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  2. Please do not take this as being cruel or insensitive it's definitely not meant to be that way
    Some people have the foresight to write their own obituary
    Have you ever given it any thought, with instructions to be put on the last day of your blog,
    I for one do not have that foresight,,,, I just know I'm going to outlive you all ??

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    1. Hi Ed,

      Who would I be writing my own obituary for? And where would my obituary be placed?

      I will direct my remains to be cremated. My daughter Johana may handle that, if she wishes.

      Perhaps I should ask Johana about what happens after I die?

      George

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  3. The last paragraph really says something to me, words to live by.

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    1. Hi SB,

      Me too! Best part of my "Final Minute."

      George

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  4. Great thought George. I remember reading this years ago, and it is as powerful now as it was then. My best friend of 40+ years died 3 weeks ago, and his mantra was to live in the moment. I think he had that right. That’s what I strive to do; not fearing death. Especially at age 83!

    Bill

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    1. Hi Bill,

      Thanks for reminding me that I published, "Final Minute" before. I had forgotten.

      George

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  5. Oh George. As a two-time survivor I can't tell you how this speaks to me. Yes, yes, YES! I am forever grateful for being graced with the opportunity to not only grok this, but live it. Thank you for so eloquently putting it into words.

    Beautiful. True. Powerful. The gospel if ever it was written.

    Bless you always.

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  6. Yes, George, if you put your kayak in that your last minute will come much faster!!

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    1. Hi Stephen,

      Yes, I agree! That waterfall would end me!

      However, I have kayaked with some big water guys who challenged water like that. Chuck Stanley. Dave Turner.

      George

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  7. George, words to live by ! thank you for re sharing

    Ray.
    Annapolis Md

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    1. Hi Ray,

      You are so very welcome. And, thank you for writing!

      George

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  8. Amen, George! Eloquently written.I have been very ill in the past 8 years. Was I at Death's Door? I don't know. I know that I have changed. I love more. I enjoy my friends and my family more. I have left the past except for the good. Maybe I have more to learn in Earth School.

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  9. We are very vulnerable indeed with just minute skin covering what's inside us. Vital organs, bones, tissue, fluid and such. I think even a watermelon is much more protected with a thick skin. Anything can invade our bodies easily. After all we are 98% water and easily polluted either accidentally or intentionally. We just have to be thankful for the minutes we have.

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  10. That is so true, Rita.
    Thanks George for reprinting this!

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    1. Yes, we shouldn't dwell on last minute so much. Instead, I think, we should just live and be thankful.

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  11. Good read George. I thought you might like a text version in addition to the picture. Using a simple Android OCR app.
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    Final Minute

    I remember the very first time that it occurred to me that there might be a last time on the river. l was guiding an oar raft down the Rogue River in Oregon. My son David was ahead of me in a kayak. It was so beautiful. I tucked the oars under my knees, and just drifted, looking and listening.

    That’s when it came to me. There wouId someday be a time when I would never do this again. Why would that happen? Why couldn’t I drift through this beauty year, after year?

    I did not know then, that the cancer was already growing inside my chest. For about a year it grew, until I could not breathe. Then l went to my doctor, and they said that I had cancer. After eight months of treatment, I am back to feeling pretty good again. I was so lucky, I cannot imagine how lucky. My doctor told me that I had a 50/50 chance to live. I never even considered that I would be on the wrong side of the 50/50. In my cancer support group, I am the only person of the 20 of us, who is in complete remission. In the past month, two of the guys died. I was real close to one, Steven Linsley. I am very close to Jay Musselman, phone him up a couple times a week to see how he’s doing. Jay is not doing so good, and says that things are closing in on him.

    You see now, Jay showed me the answer. He showed me what a fool that I have been.

    I thought and truly believed, that things went on forever. I thought in terms of years.

    But God, was I wrong. Jay knows, and I know now. It closes in on us. Life is not dealt out in years. It is dealt out in minutes. There is a final minute for everything. A final stroke of my raft oars. Rich wonders that there might be a final minute when he holds his son. Rich can't let go, for dread of that final minute. For Allan and Steven, there came a final minute when they were at group. Then they were both gone, forever.

    I am going to make a promise to myself. I am going to keep my eyes open, my ears listening. I am going to keep my brain sensitive to what is going on around me. I am going to feel the breeze and see the people. I am going to smile at everybody. I will rid my mind of bad thoughts. I am not going to focus in on my someday death. But, I am going to keep that day in perspective, so that I love every minute that I have left, all the way to my final minute.

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  12. Pit River Falls kayakers: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CfQRhBAWRpc

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