Everyone has a photographic memory. Not everyone has film.
When the times comes for a man to look his Maker in the eye, where better could the meeting be held than in the wilderness?
-Richard Proeneke
Be Prepared
This made me sad.
I understand, but for many of us, what would you want? To pass when doing the most favorite thing you love without pain is priceless. Imagine for a moment Steve Irwin, who had a major impact on the world. He lived a life most would dream about. It is a life well lived.
Dogs are excellent judges of character, this fact goes a long way toward explaining why some people don't like being around them.
Woo
Speaking for myself, more than 63 years.I understand, but for many of us, what would you want?
Dang. Hope he went peacefully, in his tent.... but all alone. Sad. Mix'd feelings.
- Trail name: Thumper
It happens that I'm confronted with several old (90+yrs) relatives, suffering badly while slowly drifting towards the end.
Remembers me of my father who died in his 70ties at an accident while doing his most favorite thing, working in the woods.
Its good that we are supposed to not chose our own date and way of death, but we can pray that it might come easy and quiet.
While we may have others near us, at our bedside, or whatever, ultimately doesn't everybody kind of die alone? It's doesn't present as a conscious experience that can be shared. It would seem to be more an unconscious non-experience. When you fall asleep, do you know what is going on in the world around you?
We all come to terms with our impending mortality pretty much on our own. Mostly, we tend to not to think about it too much, which is probably a pretty healthy thing for a living being. Because as the Kenny Rogers' song goes, "... the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep"
He knew he had health problems but went into the wilderness, anyway. This tells me he would accept if he left the physical world there. RIP.
I just pray that my body does not outlive my mind.
The road to glory cannot be followed with much baggage.
Richard Ewell, CSA General
The way in which we die isn’t about us, it’s about the family who is left to deal with the emotional aftermath. They will bear the pain of our passing. We won’t care.
"Dusty Pilgrim" is on a new pilgrimage.
Anybody here have the opportunity to meet Dusty?